kind of mythopoesis

Thank you, Jack

idk

your feed looks like my tumblr

fw

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

i have read not even 1 book

that looks like my instagram account

send your tumblr

yeah

is everyoneback on tumblr now

lol yea

barren land

autonomy of learning

we can only engage in such a way

or never left

is this you as well

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

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

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

plato

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate