There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
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division of reality is straying away from it
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
we can only engage in such a way
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
its performative
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
autonomy of learning
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
you cannot feed someone truth
as in
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
much more tactility
i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying
not their contents
what do you think my name is
yeah
its good
that looks like my instagram account
was it worth it
abrar?
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Maybe, Jack, I'm doing this because I'm English?
and the fake qualifier
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.
I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.
hello reader,
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
lol yea
wait what is that