propensity within someone


you have a beautiful account btw

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

as in

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

its performative

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

but i respect your search

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

autonomy of learning

Worse Lift

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

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

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.

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

Better Lift

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

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

Style

so an active mazelike process

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

...

we need to be deconstructing our identities

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

i really havent

what do you mean

no like which do people call me

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