and the fake qualifier

But seriously, thank you, Jack

as in

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

bro i read nothing in my life

was it worth it

wait what is that

the site i am dreaming

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

bro i read nothing in my life

yeah

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

ahnaf abrar

i want to do that too

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

you cannot feed someone truth

not their contents

that looks like my instagram account

no like which do people call me

i was tempted to lie about my name

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

what do you mean

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

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

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

and the fake qualifier