all that is to say
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
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.
so the method has to be autonomous
And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
brb i will read and reply sincerely
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
hello reader,
i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying
you have a beautiful account btw
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
really i want the internet
⚠️ Live Document Forever ⚠️
As I'm trying to tell my Korean colleague / fresh meat that this is abnormal, that most people in England aren't like this, the host of the party emerges from the bathroom to a roar of laughter and applause. He's a fat middle aged Frenchman and he's changed into traditional Indian dress and a turban. He looks fucking ridiculous. I try to back away, to avoid the inevitable photo of me in this moment that will one day appear to ruin my life, but everyone is crowding around, trapping me in the middle of it.
we want to live the knowledge too live the content
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
I catch him on his way to the bar, telling him about this old racist failed actor that I'm avoiding. That I'm failing to confront. I get the sense he's avoiding people too. We get our drinks and find a corner. We chat for a bit. He's managing just fine.
so at the end
we can only engage in such a way
Her English is poor but she manages a brief introduction before getting to the point. She asks if she can touch his face. She's already reaching out and gesturing at it. Koreans are way too polite, he's just laughing awkwardly. I put my hand kind of between them and wave it to try and indicate no to her. I'm still in fucking mime mode. I say no, but it's not really to her, or to him, just no, in general. This is all too weird. Dejected, she departs with a comment about having never seen someone like him before.