Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
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somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
so an active mazelike process
not their contents
but i respect your search
"Put a blanket."
yes
it is hopeful
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
division of reality is straying away from it