magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

brb i will read and reply sincerely

really i want the internet

This is a website run by a narcissist who can't produce anything without the hope that it is seen and loved but can't act due to the fear of it being seen and hated. They immediately feel the need to ask Jack GPT to define whatever this feeling is in the hope that understanding it will mean control over it and control over it will mean that they can stop it.


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 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


Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

it is hopeful

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

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

i have read not even 1 book

Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

abrar?

was it worth it

yes

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

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

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

and the fake qualifier

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.