like magnets
lol
not their contents
and the fake qualifier
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
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
you know who you are. no more time, not like
1
. way too specific....
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.
it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
division of reality is straying away from it
my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl
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.
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