so at the end

Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

division of reality is straying away from it

lol yea

fw

propensity within someone

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

lol

is everyoneback on tumblr now

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

or never left

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

it is hopeful

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

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

send your tumblr

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

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.

so the method has to be autonomous

its performative

much more tactility

that looks like my instagram account

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.

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

the site i am dreaming

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things