i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
and the fake qualifier
i really havent
the site i am dreaming
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.
so the method has to be autonomous
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i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying
so an active mazelike process
i have read not even 1 book
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
send your tumblr
your feed looks like my tumblr
we can only engage in such a way
Thank you, Jack
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
much more tactility
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations: