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

"Put a blanket."

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

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

my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given

Worse Lift

much more tactility

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

Style

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

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

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

its performative

division of reality is straying away from it

we can only engage in such a way

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

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