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.

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

we need to be deconstructing our identities

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

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

its good

i really havent

abrar?

what do you mean

i have read not even 1 book

have you read

barren land

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

yeah

feel you

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

lol yea

as in

Worse Lift

i love it here

lol

13, H, grate

sorry i am texting like a slav

all that is to say

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting


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.

its good

no like which do people call me

...

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.