somewhere between instagram and chatgpt


i am quite illiterate on producing technology

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

the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.

i see a website

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike


I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

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

whats your name?

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

feel you

sorry i am texting like a slav

its good

ion

i dont understand magnetisation

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

is this you as well

Picture

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

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

plato

1

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

Better Lift

this will be about a slug

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

yeah


and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

I am below everything.