isaac
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
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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.
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
not their contents
magnetisation/form
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
lol yea
we can only engage in such a way
so an active mazelike process
i have read not even 1 book
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.
but really the thing should be autonomous
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying