i was tempted to lie about my name

Slug

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

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

and the fake qualifier

Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

I Write Goodbye Letter

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

wait what is that

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bro i read nothing in my life

fw

idk

barren land

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

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

send link

there is a distinction between western-modern pedagogical systems that's like text-based as in a legal method but there is an idea of "pathshala" or "guru shissho"/ "porompora" i mean how masters relayed knowledge to the student by (oral) transmission often by memorising books. so what was taught was always interactive. knowledge was interactive, you spoke with people rather than read texts.

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

i have read not even 1 book

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

i really havent