Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

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.

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

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

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

magnetises a pin

which magnetises chains of pins

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

barren land

like magnets

send your tumblr

abrar?

as in

what do you mean

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

we need to be deconstructing our identities

i really havent

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

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities

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

bro i read nothing in my life

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

so an active mazelike process

all that is to say

no i haven't really read anything

i love it here

god being the centre magnet

i dont understand magnetisation

and the fake qualifier

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

not so on: yvf(wthw)

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.

my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03