It is difficult to remain connected to any of what I have ever seen. There is no sense of permanence to anything - most likely a result of having never grown and lived in one given place for an extended period of time. Writing this is useless, and anything you write as well seems as equally as banal.
Enough of that nonsense, though. So you are entertaining notions of philosophical bullshit? Thinking you've really got a grasp on education? Good, but "fuck the socially conscious, I want you all to feel safe," says my semi-estranged brother in New York... education does no credit if it should only be used as a tool to make a comfortable living. All the same, education is wasted on those who understand things well enough that immediately it should have been seen as more convenient never to have bothered about any of it at all. Still, philosophy is better conjured in the confines of a toilet, and let go as easily as the handle falls...
I have met, and continue to meet, people that should like to think themselves connected in some way, or in an other manner related to that which surrounds them. I enjoy these people the most, as they tend not to second guess their own actions, or think of other ways of dealing with life, or perhaps would never want any deviation whatsoever. Like my brother, I want them to feel safe. I want them to think that they too are ascending along with every other great and decent man and movement of the World. I could care less.
Yours, etc.
Kitaev
Uncreative and unimportant.
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