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Rain, starting


The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

It Will Get Lighter

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

wait what is that

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

bro i read nothing in my life

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

isaac

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

sorry i am texting like a slav

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

its good

send link

magnetisation/form

you know who you are. no more time, not like

1

. way too specific.

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

December 2025

so the method has to be autonomous

its performative

have you read

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

its good short few pages

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them