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

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

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

in a post. I want to be remembered

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

god being the centre magnet

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

its good short few pages

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

what do you think my name is

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

yes

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

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

and the fake qualifier

Better Lift

yeah

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

so at the end

have you read

autonomy of learning

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

ion

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.

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.