like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

really i want the internet

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 know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

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

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

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

Pimlico Rats

was it worth it

fw

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

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

i really havent

the site i am dreaming

is everyoneback on tumblr now

lol yea

i dont understand magnetisation

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

send your tumblr

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

Slug

have you read

ion

...

yeah

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

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