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.

we can only engage in such a way

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue

i have read not even 1 book

which magnetises chains of pins

ion

that looks like my instagram account

your feed looks like my tumblr

no i haven't really read anything

is everyoneback on tumblr now

The old failed actor genuinely believed this girl was of a lesser race. He believed she shouldn't be talking with me, shouldn't be here at this party, shouldn't be here in this country. He wanted a white England. I didn't really challenge him on it. Sometimes I justify it with thoughts like I was drunk, or baffled, or it isn't an argument I'll win, or he can't hear me anyway, or whatever. I didn't argue with him. I just cut off his rant and left with a pathetic "In a bit."


like magnets

what do you think my name is

feel you

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

i want to do that too

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

Better Lift

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities

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

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

we need to be deconstructing our identities

whats your name?

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

yes

like first name