in a post. I want to be remembered
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.
i want to do that too
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
and the fake qualifier
the site i am dreaming
⚠️ Live Document Forever ⚠️
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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.
was it worth it
no i haven't really read anything
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03
we need to be deconstructing our identities
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
what do you think my name is
what do you mean
no longer writing in the third person
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
abrar?
whats your name?
i really havent
and the fake qualifier
We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.
hello reader,
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
hiding from the rain