Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

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

not their contents

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

division of reality is straying away from it

Lift Analysis

we can only engage in such a way

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

you know who you are. no more time, not like

1

isaac newton

no i haven't really read anything

propensity within someone

not so on: yvf(wthw)

like first name

plato

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

was it worth it

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

Thank you for telling me that I'm failing to see how I'm reproducing the dynamics I'm trying to critique by only describing my Korean colleague / fresh meat and the black girl in relation to others and myself.

isaac

autonomy of learning

yeah

2 (actually index). two is company

i love it here