I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

all that is to say

you cannot feed someone truth

as in

autonomy of learning

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

Worse Lift

so the method has to be autonomous

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

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

not their contents


i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

division of reality is straying away from it

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

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

13, H, grate

i see a website

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

its performative

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

propensity within someone