Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

as in

god being the centre magnet

have you read

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

its good

whats your name?

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

is this you as well

bro i read nothing in my life

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

feel you

its good

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

i really havent

your feed looks like my tumblr

its performative

we can only engage in such a way

plato

and the fake qualifier

Rain, starting

autonomy of learning

I am below everything.

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

IWGD

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