Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

was it worth it

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

it is hopeful

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

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


Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

It Will Get Lighter

magnetisation/form

so an active mazelike process

IWGD

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

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

your feed looks like my tumblr

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

kind of mythopoesis

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.


you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

so the method has to be autonomous

its performative

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

that looks like my instagram account

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


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

13, H, grate

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate