a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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brb i will read and reply sincerely

it is hopeful

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

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

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.


Better Lift

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 believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue


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

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

kind of mythopoesis

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

IWGD

Better Lift

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really i want the internet


isaac

propensity within someone