i really havent
the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
as in
⚠️ Live Document Forever ⚠️
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
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
in a post. I want to be remembered
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
not so on: yvf(wthw)
division of reality is straying away from it
you cannot feed someone truth
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
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
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.
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
the site i am dreaming
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
much more tactility
so at the end
isaac newton