FOUNDING DOCUMENT


i love it here

hiding from the rain

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.

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.

Better Lift

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


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.

all that is to say

ion

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

sorry i am texting like a slav

autonomy of learning

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

no i haven't really read anything


i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

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

isaac newton

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

IWGD