nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

whats your name?

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

or never left

yeah

like first name

what do you think my name is

i was tempted to lie about my name

i want to do that too

i love it here

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

bro i read nothing in my life

so an active mazelike process

kind of mythopoesis

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

abrar?

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

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

you cannot feed someone truth

its performative

ahnaf abrar

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

and the fake qualifier

so at the end

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

which magnetises chains of pins