like first name

is this you as well

feel you

i was tempted to lie about my name

we need to be deconstructing our identities

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

bro i read nothing in my life

and the fake qualifier

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

what do you think my name is

plato

your feed looks like my tumblr

i understand

ahnaf abrar

its performative

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

autonomy of learning

abrar?

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

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

and the fake qualifier

there is a distinction between western-modern pedagogical systems that's like text-based as in a legal method but there is an idea of "pathshala" or "guru shissho"/ "porompora" i mean how masters relayed knowledge to the student by (oral) transmission often by memorising books. so what was taught was always interactive. knowledge was interactive, you spoke with people rather than read texts.

division of reality is straying away from it

which magnetises chains of pins

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

plato

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

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?

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

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.

isaac