But seriously, thank you, Jack, for telling me that I could submit this to a high-level literary magazine or creative nonfiction outlet with some minor tweaks. I don't think I will do that.
much more tactility
propensity within someone
yeah
you cannot feed someone truth
have you read
or never left
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
as in
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
so at the end
its good
so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities
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
that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.
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i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
i understand
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
magnetises a pin
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
which magnetises chains of pins
like magnets
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
that looks like my instagram account
its good short few pages
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
December 2025
kind of mythopoesis
no like which do people call me
i see a website