I am below everything.
currently
you know who you are. no more time, not like
1
. way too specific.you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
magnetises a pin
i really havent
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
send your tumblr
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.
like first name
isaac
isaac newton
magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you
so an active mazelike process
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
i understand
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
division of reality is straying away from it
autonomy of learning
which magnetises chains of pins
so at the end
yeah
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
abrar?
yeah
feel you
we need to be deconstructing our identities
idk
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
no i haven't really read anything
the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.
I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.
no longer writing in the third person