hiding from the rain
Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after
dusk
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.you cannot feed someone truth
i love it here
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
"Put a blanket."
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
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
fw
idk
that looks like my instagram account
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.
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
we can only engage in such a way
lol yea
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
yeah
The Hatton geezer (fuck off) reminds me of this old failed actor who I'd met at a party a few years ago, another man out of time and out of place. This actor had scored a minor role in Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels and never really let go of it, had gone on to build his whole identity around it. I can't really blame him.
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