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yeah

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

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

as in

its performative

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

magnetisation/form

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

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

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

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.

"Put a blanket."

barren land

currently

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

lol

it is hopeful

is everyoneback on tumblr now
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

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.

IWGD

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

no longer writing in the third person

It Will Get Lighter

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying


I am below everything.

your feed looks like my tumblr

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?