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.

Better Lift

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i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

It Will Get Lighter

...

as in

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

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

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

magnetisation/form

so the method has to be autonomous

so at the end

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

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

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

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

its good

idk

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

no like which do people call me

which magnetises chains of pins

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

your feed looks like my tumblr

no longer writing in the third person

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.


not their contents

i was tempted to lie about my name