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.
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Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
no longer writing in the third person
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
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Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
yes
brb i will read and reply sincerely
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
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
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
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
but really the thing should be autonomous
Thank you, Jack
i love it here
not their contents
its good
ion
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.