it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
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
Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.
its good
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
ahnaf abrar
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
what do you think my name is
send your tumblr
i really havent
i love it here
fw
like magnets
wait what is that
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
lol yea
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
idk
Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:
i really havent
i have read not even 1 book
your feed looks like my tumblr
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
god being the centre magnet
This is a website run by a narcissist who can't produce anything without the hope that it is seen and loved but can't act due to the fear of it being seen and hated. They immediately feel the need to ask Jack GPT to define whatever this feeling is in the hope that understanding it will mean control over it and control over it will mean that they can stop it.
I imagine that some lab-grown 29-year-old from Woking with a mind honed to identify individuals who fit the profile of Real Londoner (as conceived of by 50 opinion-polled racist builders and their wives in the Midlands) picks a stubborn local who can still somehow afford to live here and passes him along to some creative studio.