She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
hiding from the rain
it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
its performative
we need to be deconstructing our identities
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
not their contents
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
so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities
isaac newton
plato
you cannot feed someone truth
send your tumblr
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
and the fake qualifier
i love it here
...
what do you mean
god being the centre magnet
And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.
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
send link
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
yes