okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
Thank you, Jack
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
i am quite illiterate on producing technology
i see a website
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue
magnetisation/form
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
its performative
"Put a blanket."
kind of mythopoesis
as in
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.its good short few pages
like magnets
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
is everyoneback on tumblr now
its good
yeah
send link
barren land
thank you
And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.
so at the end
It was about a crazy lady who lived above his flat in Pimlico. She would let pigeons into her flat so she could feed them. Apparently she didn't want her presence in the flat to interfere with the natural behaviour of the pigeons, so she would let them nest and shit in there and she wouldn't clean it up, because it wasn't natural to do so. The pigeons would die, but apart from the smell and the sludge and the gas, the corpses weren't really a problem. It was the rats that came to eat them. The rats would eat the rotting pigeon corpses mixed in with the rotting pigeon shit and they would get ill and die too. New rats that came through wouldn't mind though, and they'd start to eat the mass, only to get sick and die in it later on. The population grew steadily as more pigeons and rats came from in the cold, to live naturally. They fed the mass further.
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