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.

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Thank you, Jack

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

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confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

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

not so on: yvf(wthw)

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the site i am dreaming

Slug

barren land

ahnaf abrar

bro i read nothing in my life

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

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

plato

this will be about a slug

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

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

idk

autonomy of learning

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

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

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

i love it here

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.

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

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

abrar?

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