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

brb i will read and reply sincerely

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

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

i love it here

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

all that is to say

idk

Can I see

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

yes

you cannot feed someone truth

or never left

kind of mythopoesis