like first name

division of reality is straying away from it

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

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

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

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

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

that looks like my instagram account

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no like which do people call me

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

lol yea

yeah

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

its performative

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

what do you mean

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

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

propensity within someone

we can only engage in such a way

like magnets

was it worth it

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

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.

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?

send your tumblr

"Put a blanket."

It Will Get Lighter

Worse Lift

autonomy of learning

lol

its good