I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

barren land

kind of mythopoesis

i love it here

all that is to say

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

i want to do that too

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

no like which do people call me

what do you think my name is

i was tempted to lie about my name

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

propensity within someone

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

ahnaf abrar

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

whats your name?

its performative

plato

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

i understand