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

what do you mean

whats your name?

plato

i dont understand magnetisation

feel you

no i haven't really read anything

yeah

thank you

i love it here

have you read

ion

what do you think my name is

plato

i was tempted to lie about my name

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

and the fake qualifier

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

we need to be deconstructing our identities

much more tactility

the site i am dreaming

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

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos


The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

that looks like my instagram account

is this you as well