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

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.

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

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

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

really i want the internet

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something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

you have a beautiful account btw

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

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

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

brb i will read and reply sincerely

isaac

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

lol yea

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

lol

whats your name?

13, H, grate

no i haven't really read anything

have you read

its good