Picture

so at the end

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

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

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

but really the thing should be autonomous

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

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

magnetises a pin

isaac newton

lol yea

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

...

whats your name?

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

was it worth it

2 (actually index). two is company

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Thank you, Jack

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

so the method has to be autonomous

Lift Analysis

i see a website

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

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.

division of reality is straying away from it

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

we can only engage in such a way

all that is to say

i love it here