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

the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.


Picture

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.


"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

It Will Get Lighter

13, H, grate

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

Worse Lift

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

Better Lift

i really havent

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

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

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

is everyoneback on tumblr now

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

propensity within someone

you cannot feed someone truth

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?

lol

magnetisation/form

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.