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

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

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

we need to be deconstructing our identities

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

what do you think my name is

yeah

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

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

so the method has to be autonomous

propensity within someone

no like which do people call me

i love it here

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

your feed looks like my tumblr

its good

i was tempted to lie about my name

is this you as well

so at the end

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and the fake qualifier

send link

i want to do that too

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

i dont understand magnetisation

wait what is that