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December 2025
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Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.
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Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.
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and the fake qualifier
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
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so an active mazelike process
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
like magnets
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
isaac
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
which magnetises chains of pins
its good
we want to live the knowledge too live the content
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
⚠️ Live Document Forever ⚠️
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything