"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
Thank you, Jack
i really havent
and the fake qualifier
Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.
abrar?
Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:
your feed looks like my tumblr
like magnets
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
wait what is that
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
is this you as well
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
its good short few pages
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sorry i am texting like a slav
hiding from the rain