somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

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

like first name

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

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

idk

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

its performative

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

Slug

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


It Will Get Lighter

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.

I Write Goodbye Letter

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

ion

December 2025

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever