I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.


lol yea

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

its performative

much more tactility

have you read

not their contents

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.

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

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

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

division of reality is straying away from it

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

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