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

autonomy of learning

all that is to say

We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.

isaac

i really havent

whats your name?

we can only engage in such a way


theres a kind of a cowardice to generative art that i want to avoid though. i want the kind of relationship to this thing that a game designer has to a game engine

its good short few pages


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

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

I Write Goodbye Letter

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after dusk, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

brb i will read and reply sincerely

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged


And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

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

Rain, starting

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

send link

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

  1. Lift and confinement – The crowded, immovable lift represents feeling trapped or constrained in real life, either by social expectations, relationships, or internal emotions. The inability to speak in front of others suggests suppressed feelings or fear of judgment.
  2. Unexpected confession – The girl saying “I think I might love you” could symbolize longing for connection or recognition. It may reflect unacknowledged desires, vulnerability, or anxiety about intimacy.
  3. Forest and snow – The transition to a snowy forest signals escape into the subconscious, a place of solitude, reflection, and emotional processing. Snow often represents purity, stillness, or emotional coldness, while dusk points to transition or uncertainty.
  4. The fox – Foxes are traditionally symbols of cunning, intuition, and guidance, but here it’s more ethereal: its bites are gentle yet noticeable, suggesting a confrontation with subtle truths, small regrets, or lessons that must be acknowledged. The unspoken apology indicates things left unresolved or feelings that cannot be expressed.
  5. Death or dissolution – Dying in the dream often doesn’t mean literal death; it represents transformation, the end of a phase, or surrendering control. It can indicate letting go of fear, old habits, or emotional blockages.

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then