a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

ion

its performative

your feed looks like my tumblr

really i want the internet

13, H, grate

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

we can only engage in such a way

as in

not their contents

Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl

brb i will read and reply sincerely

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

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

Rain, starting

no longer writing in the third person

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

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.

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