Rain, starting

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

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

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

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.

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

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

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

brb i will read and reply sincerely

currently

no longer writing in the third person

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

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

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

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

really i want the internet

I am below everything.

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

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.

but i respect your search

Today I felt like starting

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

IWGD

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

magnetisation/form

Better Lift