it is hopeful

god being the centre magnet

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

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

you cannot feed someone truth

really i want the internet

i want to do that too

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.

ion

plato

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

13, H, grate

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

Today I felt like starting

magnetises a pin

isaac newton

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

lol yea

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

have you read

its performative

what do you mean

I am below everything.

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

its good

isaac