no longer writing in the third person
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
what do you think my name is
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
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.wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it
in a post. I want to be remembered
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
autonomy of learning
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
so at the end
as in
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.
you cannot feed someone truth
its performative
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
so an active mazelike process
yeah
we need to be deconstructing our identities
yeah
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.