there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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abrar?

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

all that is to say

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

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

propensity within someone

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

so the method has to be autonomous

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

not their contents

division of reality is straying away from it

plato

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

we need to be deconstructing our identities

feel you

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

so at the end

i want to do that too

you cannot feed someone truth

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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.

so an active mazelike process

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no like which do people call me

i was tempted to lie about my name

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:

what do you mean

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

i understand

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

lol

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

its good short few pages

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."