no longer writing in the third person

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

there is a distinction between western-modern pedagogical systems that's like text-based as in a legal method but there is an idea of "pathshala" or "guru shissho"/ "porompora" i mean how masters relayed knowledge to the student by (oral) transmission often by memorising books. so what was taught was always interactive. knowledge was interactive, you spoke with people rather than read texts.

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

currently

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.

Style

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.

a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext

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

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

Lift Analysis

Rain, starting

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

...

13, H, grate

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging
We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes.

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.

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

They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

1

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful