i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
Today I felt like starting
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it
really i want the internet
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
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
I am below everything.
but i respect your search
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
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
Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?
that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.
brb i will read and reply sincerely
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.
Lift Analysis
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03
we need to be deconstructing our identities
its performative
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities
magnetises a pin