Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

i have read not even 1 book

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities

It Will Get Lighter

isaac newton

my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

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

Better Lift

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you


god being the centre magnet

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

thank you

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

all that is to say

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

so at the end


there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate


i want to do that too

and the fake qualifier

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.