no like which do people call me

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

bro i read nothing in my life

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

i understand

Better Lift

barren land

i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue

i really havent

i really havent

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

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

autonomy of learning

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

thank you

and the fake qualifier

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

no longer writing in the third person

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

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there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

Thank you, Jack

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

After I get away from the old racist failed actor, I go to see my Korean colleague. He's just arrived in London and I want to see how he's handling the party. We'd been invited as fresh meat for some of the older, gayer attendees. We aren't aware of that.

My inability to confront the old racist failed actor is distracting me. I decide not to tell her about it.

we need to be deconstructing our identities

in a post. I want to be remembered

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

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

plato

i want to do that too

is everyoneback on tumblr now

its good

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