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.

was it worth it

whats your name?

what do you mean

like first name

and the fake qualifier

feel you

its good

I Write Goodbye Letter

Lift Analysis

lol

its performative

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

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

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

bro i read nothing in my life

yeah

⚠️ Live Document Forever ⚠️

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

you know who you are. no more time, not like

1

. way too specific.

its good short few pages

not so on: yvf(wthw)

plato

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.

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.