Sneaking Into A Lecture

I have to get out of this room. The knowledge. What people believe is mind boggling. I have to go. I have to get out of here. But knowledge can’t hurt me. I would be better off staying. To learn. I don’t have to contribute. I can sit here and listen to them explain. The things they are saying are not listenable though. The students know what they are saying before they say it. Information translucency. They could instead write it down for all to see. We may learn better by seeing. Seeing and doing. Write their own thoughts instead of bantering on about the psychology of dead thinkers. They could get ideas from me. The living. Sit over here and listen. Dash for the door. Or stay and write. Say less. Nothing at all. Write. Leave? Come back to the lecture with a new found interest. Look over here. Shift. See me. Now they know who has captured knowledge for free. I have taken from here what I came for with the courage to stay. The courage to fill this page. To pass it off as just another student doodling.