i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

god being the centre magnet

magnetises a pin

lol

so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

so at the end

send your tumblr

is this you as well

its good short few pages

no i haven't really read anything

i was tempted to lie about my name

its performative

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

we need to be deconstructing our identities

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

wait what is that

abrar?

...

i really havent

propensity within someone

so the method has to be autonomous

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

currently

no like which do people call me

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

I am below everything.