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

no like which do people call me

is this you as well

i was tempted to lie about my name

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

sorry i am texting like a slav

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

i want to do that too

which magnetises chains of pins

the site i am dreaming

⚠️ Live Document Forever ⚠️

not so on: yvf(wthw)

send link

this will be about a slug
confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

bro i read nothing in my life

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

13, H, grate

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

so at the end

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

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

your feed looks like my tumblr

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

currently

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

no longer writing in the third person

like magnets