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
We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river. I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the dim silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank. 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.
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
you cannot feed someone truth
lol yea
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
yeah
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
was it worth it
you have a beautiful account btw
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nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
its good
sorry i am texting like a slav
magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you
i have read not even 1 book
isaac
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
feel you
no i haven't really read anything
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
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