no longer writing in the third person
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
i see a website
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
but really the thing should be autonomous
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.
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
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24
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
ion
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
currently
autonomy of learning
which magnetises chains of pins
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
isaac
you cannot feed someone truth
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet