autonomy of learning

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

kind of mythopoesis

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

Thank you, Jack

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

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

you cannot feed someone truth

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

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

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

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

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

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

"Put a blanket."

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

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