ion

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

autonomy of learning

not their contents

as in

propensity within someone

magnetisation/form

i was tempted to lie about my name

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

all that is to say

is this you as well

which magnetises chains of pins

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

isaac newton

bro i read nothing in my life

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

Thank you, Jack

sorry i am texting like a slav

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

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

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

Better Lift

Overall meaning: The dream seems to explore vulnerability, unspoken emotion, and the tension between connection and isolation. It suggests you may be processing intense feelings of longing or missed opportunities, and your subconscious is guiding you to acknowledge, release, or transform them.

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IWGD

i want to do that too

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.

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

hiding from the rain