part of an old note. It will get lighter.

2 (actually index). two is company

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

this will be about a slug

It Will Get Lighter


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is this you as well

plato

yeah

They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

the site i am dreaming

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

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.

ahnaf abrar

no like which do people call me

i love it here

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

i was tempted to lie about my name

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

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

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.

We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes.

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

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

there is a distinction between western-modern pedagogical systems that's like text-based as in a legal method but there is an idea of "pathshala" or "guru shissho"/ "porompora" i mean how masters relayed knowledge to the student by (oral) transmission often by memorising books. so what was taught was always interactive. knowledge was interactive, you spoke with people rather than read texts.