i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

bro i read nothing in my life

so at the end

kind of mythopoesis

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

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.

so the method has to be autonomous

I am below everything.

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

so an active mazelike process

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

autonomy of learning

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

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

        13       |
                |
                |
            H   |
                |
                |
. . . .         |
. . . .         |
. . . .         |
. . . .         |
                |

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

Can I see

"Put a blanket."

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

Rain, starting

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

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

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

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

yes

you cannot feed someone truth

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.

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.