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

so at the end

which magnetises chains of pins

i love it here

magnetises a pin

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

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

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

i have read not even 1 book

ahnaf abrar

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

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

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

so the method has to be autonomous