as in

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

we need to be deconstructing our identities

like magnets

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

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

i love it here

yeah

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

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

i really havent

its good

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

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.

lol yea

whats your name?

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

that looks like my instagram account

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

so at the end

ion

yeah

its good short few pages

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

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

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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