He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.

bro i read nothing in my life

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

all that is to say

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

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

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

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

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

your feed looks like my tumblr

autonomy of learning

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

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.

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

hello reader,

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

bro i read nothing in my life

not their contents

⚠️ Live Document Forever ⚠️

send link

send your tumblr

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

barren land

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

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

much more tactility


nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

you cannot feed someone truth

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

2 (actually index). two is company

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


so at the end