god being the centre magnet

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

division of reality is straying away from it

Rain, starting

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

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you cannot feed someone truth

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

I Write Goodbye Letter

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

its performative

2 (actually index). two is company