you know who you are. no more time, not like

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They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

wait what is that

We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.

Thank you, Jack

bro i read nothing in my life

division of reality is straying away from it

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

so at the end

I Write Goodbye Letter

Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:

idk

the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.

so an active mazelike process

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

is everyoneback on tumblr now

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

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

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

have you read

autonomy of learning