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
not so on: yvf(wthw)
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
no i haven't really read anything
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i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
so the method has to be autonomous
wait what is that
December 2025
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.
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
really i want the internet
abrar?
Thank you, Jack
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
Can I see
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
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it