i have read not even 1 book

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i really havent

sorry i am texting like a slav

its good

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

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

this will be about a slug

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

you cannot feed someone truth

not their contents

all that is to say

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models


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

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet