Lift Analysis

Lift Analysis

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

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

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

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

much more tactility

i have read not even 1 book

its performative

you cannot feed someone truth

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

its good short few pages

barren land

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

have you read

plato

propensity within someone

abrar?

not their contents

what do you mean

whats your name?

plato

we need to be deconstructing our identities

your feed looks like my tumblr

December 2025

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

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

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.

currently

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

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.