you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.

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

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

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

much more tactility

We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.

Thank you for telling me that I'm failing to see how I'm reproducing the dynamics I'm trying to critique by only describing my Korean colleague / fresh meat and the black girl in relation to others and myself.

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

its good

its good

lol

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

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

as in

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

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Slug

plato

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

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They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

idk

lol yea

send your tumblr

not their contents

i really havent

ahnaf abrar

i understand

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

yeah

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Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.