She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

this will be about a slug

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

bro i read nothing in my life

sorry i am texting like a slav

which magnetises chains of pins

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

like magnets

idk

i really havent

and the fake qualifier

i love it here

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

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

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

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

you cannot feed someone truth

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

its good short few pages

ahnaf abrar

plato

in a post. I want to be remembered

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

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.

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