One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
i love it here
autonomy of learning
I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
as in
bro i read nothing in my life
so at the end
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
so the method has to be autonomous
idk
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
magnetises a pin
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
plato
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24
propensity within someone
like first name
"Put a blanket."
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
send your tumblr
you cannot feed someone truth
it is hopeful
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
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.
and the fake qualifier
I am below everything.
i really havent