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

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

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 am quite illiterate on producing technology

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

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

no longer writing in the third person

abrar?

idk

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

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

isaac newton

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

like magnets

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

plato

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

it is hopeful