"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

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 know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it


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.

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

isaac

we can only engage in such a way

so an active mazelike process

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

propensity within someone

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

that looks like my instagram account

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

much more tactility

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation