to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

we can only engage in such a way

a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext

Better Lift

what do you think my name is

but i respect your search

autonomy of learning

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

so the method has to be autonomous

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

Lift Analysis

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

but really the thing should be autonomous

really i want the internet

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

you have a beautiful account btw

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

13, H, grate

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

not their contents

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."