as in

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

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

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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so at the end

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class


or never left


you cannot feed someone truth

a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

It Will Get Lighter


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

I Write Goodbye Letter

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

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

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

is everyoneback on tumblr now