The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

god being the centre magnet

plato

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

all that is to say

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

isaac

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

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

division of reality is straying away from it

we can only engage in such a way

bro i read nothing in my life

ahnaf abrar

like first name

i love it here

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

was it worth it

i want to do that too

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

you cannot feed someone truth

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

which magnetises chains of pins

like magnets

no i haven't really read anything

my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given

we need to be deconstructing our identities

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

whats your name?

We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class