There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
bro i read nothing in my life
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.
i was tempted to lie about my name
so at the end
i really havent
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
and the fake qualifier
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
yeah
ion
He was a proper old-fashioned London geezer (cringe word, hate it, can't think of a better one, worst of all it's the correct word), kind of East Endy, kind of Real London, the kind you don't really meet but if you do it always feels like an uncanny immersive theatre experience. They're anachronistic. They only belong in the London collectively imagined by people who don't spend any time in it.
autonomy of learning
division of reality is straying away from it
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
so an active mazelike process
Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now