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.
we want to live the knowledge too live the content
like first name
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
autonomy of learning
that looks like my instagram account
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
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
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
so the method has to be autonomous
much more tactility
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
so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
in a post. I want to be remembered