the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.

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

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

i really havent

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

idk

is everyoneback on tumblr now

what do you mean

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

hello reader,

so an active mazelike process

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

much more tactility

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

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

isaac newton

i understand

or never left

yeah

whats your name?

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.

your feed looks like my tumblr

the site i am dreaming

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

like magnets

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

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

send link

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.