i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me
Today I felt like starting
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
no longer writing in the third person
I am below everything.
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.
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.
hiding from the rain
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03
really i want the internet
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
its performative
propensity within someone
we want to live the knowledge too live the content
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything