brb i will read and reply sincerely

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

isaac newton

He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.

magnetises a pin

i love it here

as in

the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.

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I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

yeah

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

have you read

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

we can only engage in such a way

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

like first name

i dont understand magnetisation

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

autonomy of learning

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

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

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

i really havent

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

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.

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.

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books