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no i haven't really read anything

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

not their contents

bro i read nothing in my life

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

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

as in

ion

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

propensity within someone

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

much more tactility

we need to be deconstructing our identities

like first name

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

magnetisation/form

sorry i am texting like a slav

your feed looks like my tumblr

what do you mean

what do you think my name is

lol

its good

you cannot feed someone truth

plato

We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.

And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

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.

Better Lift

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