no longer writing in the third person

so an active mazelike process

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.

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

this will be about a slug

no like which do people call me

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

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

sorry i am texting like a slav

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

i dont understand magnetisation

isaac newton

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

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

yeah

lol yea

its good

i was tempted to lie about my name

lol

Slug

that looks like my instagram account

fw

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

I'm sat out the front of a cafe in Hatton Garden. I've just eaten a brie and bacon panini, and I'm rolling a cigarette. Feeling very London. An old man comes up to me and asks for a roll-up. I oblige.


Better Lift

plato