I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

ion

so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities

sorry i am texting like a slav

yeah

send your tumblr

like first name

we need to be deconstructing our identities

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

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

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

as in

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

was it worth it

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

brb i will read and reply sincerely

isaac newton

isaac

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

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

so at the end

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

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?

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.

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?