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
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.
it is hopeful
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
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
barren land
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away