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.
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.
much more tactility
all that is to say
magnetisation/form
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
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
i have read not even 1 book
division of reality is straying away from it
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
its performative
lol
its good
you cannot feed someone truth
whats your name?
plato
not their contents
sorry i am texting like a slav