something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

plato

we can only engage in such a way

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

autonomy of learning

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

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

all that is to say

idk

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

was it worth it

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

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

Better Lift

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

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

so an active mazelike process

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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division of reality is straying away from it

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.

barren land

in a post. I want to be remembered

thank you

my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given

no longer writing in the third person

i really havent

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.