so the method has to be autonomous

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.

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

in a post. I want to be remembered

It Will Get Lighter

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

you cannot feed someone truth

its performative

its good

sorry i am texting like a slav

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

what do you think my name is

plato

its good short few pages

feel you

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

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

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

is everyoneback on tumblr now

isaac newton

god being the centre magnet

so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities

i was tempted to lie about my name

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

this will be about a slug

send your tumblr

I imagine that some lab-grown 29-year-old from Woking with a mind honed to identify individuals who fit the profile of Real Londoner (as conceived of by 50 opinion-polled racist builders and their wives in the Midlands) picks a stubborn local who can still somehow afford to live here and passes him along to some creative studio.

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

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