we need to be deconstructing our identities

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

you have a beautiful account btw

currently

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

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

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

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

Can I see

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

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

you cannot feed someone truth

not their contents

that looks like my instagram account

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

and the fake qualifier

i was tempted to lie about my name

yeah

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

bro i read nothing in my life

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

your feed looks like my tumblr

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

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

magnetises a pin

no like which do people call me

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.

i really havent