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

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

...

no i haven't really read anything

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

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

no like which do people call me

your feed looks like my tumblr

isaac

abrar?

magnetisation/form

i love it here

i was tempted to lie about my name

i want to do that too

you cannot feed someone truth

sorry i am texting like a slav

as in

wait what is that

idk

we need to be deconstructing our identities

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

isaac newton

ion


not so on: yvf(wthw)

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

god being the centre magnet

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

so an active mazelike process

I Write Goodbye Letter


this will be about a slug
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

is everyoneback on tumblr now