Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

isaac newton

i love it here

like first name

all that is to say

its good

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

magnetisation/form

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

no like which do people call me

propensity within someone

god being the centre magnet

ahnaf abrar

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

its performative

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

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

the site i am dreaming

2 (actually index). two is company

i really havent

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

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.

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

Rain, starting

and the fake qualifier

thank you