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.
and the fake qualifier
it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
not so on: yvf(wthw)
like magnets
lol
so an active mazelike process
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
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
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
or never left
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
kind of mythopoesis
They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.
a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext
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
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
hiding from the rain