this will be about a slug

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

so the method has to be autonomous

autonomy of learning

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

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue

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.

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

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

all that is to say

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

you have a beautiful account btw

Today I felt like starting

it is hopeful

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

I am below everything.

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.

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

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

Better Lift

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?



and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

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

we want to live the knowledge too live the content