Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

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.

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

Thank you, Jack

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

you cannot feed someone truth

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

send link

i have read not even 1 book

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

it is hopeful

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

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

Lift Analysis

which magnetises chains of pins

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

yeah

hiding from the rain

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

fw


i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

isaac

that looks like my instagram account

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
this will be about a slug

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

was it worth it

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.