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.

idk

sorry i am texting like a slav

abrar?

god being the centre magnet

as in

ahnaf abrar

what do you mean

like magnets

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

so an active mazelike process

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

no like which do people call me

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

have you read

plato

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

feel you

isaac

that looks like my instagram account

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

all that is to say

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

I Write Goodbye Letter

so at the end

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

its good short few pages

bro i read nothing in my life

...

so the method has to be autonomous

its performative