its performative

magnetisation/form

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

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

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

so the method has to be autonomous

as in

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

not their contents

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

we need to be deconstructing our identities

you cannot feed someone truth

whats your name?

...

yeah

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

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.

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

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.

But seriously, thank you, Jack

so an active mazelike process

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

abrar?

Overall meaning: The dream seems to explore vulnerability, unspoken emotion, and the tension between connection and isolation. It suggests you may be processing intense feelings of longing or missed opportunities, and your subconscious is guiding you to acknowledge, release, or transform them.

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."