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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.
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.
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
like first name
isaac
it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
god being the centre magnet
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
so an active mazelike process
Better Lift
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
so at the end
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
sorry i am texting like a slav
isaac newton
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine