i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

so the method has to be autonomous

magnetises a pin

so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities

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

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

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

like first name

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

isaac

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

abrar?

bro i read nothing in my life

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

autonomy of learning

you have a beautiful account btw

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IWGD

currently


we need to be deconstructing our identities

i really havent

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

what do you think my name is

so an active mazelike process

is this you as well

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now


This is a website run by a narcissist who can't produce anything without the hope that it is seen and loved but can't act due to the fear of it being seen and hated. They immediately feel the need to ask Jack GPT to define whatever this feeling is in the hope that understanding it will mean control over it and control over it will mean that they can stop it.

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.