Worse Lift

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

i love it here

This is a website run by a narcissist who can't produce anything without the hope that it is seen and loved but can't act due to the fear of it being seen and hated. They immediately feel the need to ask Jack GPT to define whatever this feeling is in the hope that understanding it will mean control over it and control over it will mean that they can stop it.

we need to be deconstructing our identities

plato

i want to do that too

whats your name?

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

no like which do people call me

what do you think my name is

autonomy of learning

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

ion

feel you

Today I felt like starting

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

plato

your feed looks like my tumblr

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

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

lol yea

is this you as well

fw

the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
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with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

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.

idk

i dont understand magnetisation

is everyoneback on tumblr now