what do you think my name is

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

we need to be deconstructing our identities

idk

I Write Goodbye Letter

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

feel you

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

its performative

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

I am below everything.

it is hopeful

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.

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

Better Lift

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

so the method has to be autonomous

or never left

like magnets

ahnaf abrar

Worse Lift