feel you
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
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
but really the thing should be autonomous
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.
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in a post. I want to be remembered
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
i really havent
i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue
i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
not their contents
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
your feed looks like my tumblr
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
lol