kind of mythopoesis
magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
lol
all that is to say
send your tumblr
we can only engage in such a way
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
barren land
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext
Today I felt like starting
it is hopeful
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
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.
your feed looks like my tumblr
we want to live the knowledge too live the content