really i want the internet


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

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

you have a beautiful account btw

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

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

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

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

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

Better Lift

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.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

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.

Style

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

i see a website

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

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

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

we can only engage in such a way

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

so at the end

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

so an active mazelike process

brb i will read and reply sincerely

"Put a blanket."