I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

as in

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

feel you

i dont understand magnetisation

ahnaf abrar

i have read not even 1 book

we need to be deconstructing our identities

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

yeah

hello reader,

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

lol

fw

i want to do that too

so an active mazelike process

its performative

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

...

⚠️ Live Document Forever ⚠️

no like which do people call me

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

its good short few pages

much more tactility