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.
Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
isaac
and the fake qualifier
we want to live the knowledge too live the content
no like which do people call me
so the method has to be autonomous
plato
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
autonomy of learning
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
abrar?
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
bro i read nothing in my life
i really havent
we need to be deconstructing our identities
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
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
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
ahnaf abrar
Maybe, Jack, I'm doing this because I'm English?
its performative
your feed looks like my tumblr
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
much more tactility
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.