feel you
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
plato
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
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
i was tempted to lie about my name
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
its performative
hiding from the rain
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.
as in
Better Lift
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
i want to do that too