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.

feel you

abrar?

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

idk

autonomy of learning

plato

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

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

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

and the fake qualifier

yeah

have you read

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

ion

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

we can only engage in such a way

what do you think my name is

send your tumblr

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

so at the end

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

no like which do people call me

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

whats your name?

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

i dont understand magnetisation