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.

bro i read nothing in my life

Thank you for telling me that I'm failing to see how I'm reproducing the dynamics I'm trying to critique by only describing my Korean colleague / fresh meat and the black girl in relation to others and myself.

It Will Get Lighter

We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.

We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes.

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

lol yea

He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.


They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

which magnetises chains of pins

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.

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

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

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

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

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

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

I am below everything.