theres a kind of a cowardice to generative art that i want to avoid though. i want the kind of relationship to this thing that a game designer has to a game engine

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

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

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

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

division of reality is straying away from it

autonomy of learning

the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.

and the fake qualifier

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

was it worth it

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

the site i am dreaming

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

so at the end

yes

idk

or never left

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

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

...

I Write Goodbye Letter

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

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