The Fool
rabbit-hole
Encyclopedia
“Searching anything online started to feel empty — because it was empty. The words felt empty.”
“We are not experts. We are fascinated by obsessed people. We are obsessed with obsessed people.”
“The one person allowed to tell the king the truth — precisely because he had nothing to sell him.”
“Not everything. Just what I’m interested in. My corner of the internet.”
Latest Descents
- linguistics The Custard Matrix how a Latin womb-word ended up describing an egg custard It is, as it were, a Matrix out of which we may form various systems of determinants.
- food Quiche in the Airfryer a 400-year peasant pie meets a 15-year gadget Quiche lorraine is a dish of the land — made with whatever could be found in the village.
- music creature half•alive, and the voice of long-forgotten memory I am creation, both haunted and holy / Made in glory
- linguistics Astungkara the word that makes what is hoped, real An obsession filed under linguistics.
- botany Daun Temen the plant that named the garden An obsession filed under botany.
I used to love diving deep into rabbit holes — searching new terms, history, meanings. And the internet was a gateway. Until AI came. I won’t claim AI is a bad thing while actively using it. But the speed it brought offset human-made creations by a mile. Every random rabbit hole I fell into, I found very shallow information. “What are the natural conditions of Lion’s Mane?” The results returned: “it is in this general area… blah blah blah… great benefits… the best… oh, and here’s an ad for our supplements.”
That didn’t sit right with me. Asking ChatGPT or Claude returned a couple of paragraphs of information I seemingly already felt like I knew. And left me with a small hole in my chest.
So that’s how this site came to be. Every fool is welcome.
Every rabbit hole here is researched and drafted with AI, then curated, sourced and verified by a human — me. That seam is marked on every piece, never hidden. The difference isn’t the machine; it’s the human hand on top of it — someone who actually fell into the subject, read it in the original languages, and cared enough to keep it honest.
So it reads differently from what you’re used to: not the first page of Google, optimised by salesmen to be found; not a chatbot’s thin, confident shrug; not raw AI. It’s a real person’s obsession, with the receipts attached.
The proof rides along on every piece — an honest tier of evidence, the languages consulted, and a colophon of every source, so you can check the fool yourself. Read the method →
The scenes on this page are mixed media — my own photographs, AI-generated image work, blended and inpainted by hand. The same seam as the writing: machine underneath, human on top →