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.


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

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

isaac newton

your feed looks like my tumblr

so an active mazelike process

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

autonomy of learning

magnetises a pin

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

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

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.

have you read

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

Style

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

so at the end

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

what do you mean

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

that looks like my instagram account

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

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

which magnetises chains of pins