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
plato
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
propensity within someone
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
so the method has to be autonomous
i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me
ahnaf abrar
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying
She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.
as in
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
i want to do that too
yeah
I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.
yeah
not their contents
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
hiding from the rain
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.