its good
much more tactility
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
its performative
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
magnetises a pin
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
division of reality is straying away from it
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
ion
I am below everything.
i dont understand magnetisation
i want to do that too
She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
i love it here
my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given
not their contents
in a post. I want to be remembered
kind of mythopoesis
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.
send your tumblr
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
i was tempted to lie about my name