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.
bro i read nothing in my life
i have read not even 1 book
so at the end
the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book
as in
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okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
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
not so on: yvf(wthw)
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
not their contents
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
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nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
isaac
i really havent
propensity within someone
its good
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
its good short few pages
plato
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The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.