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is everyoneback on tumblr now

as in

my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given

your feed looks like my tumblr

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

plato

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

we can only engage in such a way

isaac

lol yea

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

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

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

so an active mazelike process

"Put a blanket."

the site i am dreaming

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


Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

i really havent

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It Will Get Lighter

It Will Get Lighter

bro i read nothing in my life

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.

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

sorry i am texting like a slav