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.

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

not their contents

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

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

in a post. I want to be remembered

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

its good

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


He was a proper old-fashioned London geezer (cringe word, hate it, can't think of a better one, worst of all it's the correct word), kind of East Endy, kind of Real London, the kind you don't really meet but if you do it always feels like an uncanny immersive theatre experience. They're anachronistic. They only belong in the London collectively imagined by people who don't spend any time in it.


it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

⚠️ Live Document Forever ⚠️


I catch him on his way to the bar, telling him about this old racist failed actor that I'm avoiding. That I'm failing to confront. I get the sense he's avoiding people too. We get our drinks and find a corner. We chat for a bit. He's managing just fine.

My inability to confront the old racist failed actor is distracting me. I decide not to tell her about it.

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

so an active mazelike process

hello reader,

but really the thing should be autonomous

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch


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