Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

isaac

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

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.

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.

Style

have you read

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

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

so at the end

god being the centre magnet

idk

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

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


amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

its good short few pages

whats your name?