its good

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

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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.

IWGD

Style


it is hopeful

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

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

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

propensity within someone

but i respect your search

you cannot feed someone truth

brb i will read and reply sincerely

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

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

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

yes

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

Lift Analysis

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

not their contents

Better Lift

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

barren land

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak