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

⚠️ Live Document Forever ⚠️

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

so at the end

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

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

i love it here

thank you

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

ion

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

i have read not even 1 book

your feed looks like my tumblr

what do you mean

IWGD

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

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

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.

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.

plato

currently

the site i am dreaming

i really havent

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

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She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

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feel you