Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

I am below everything.

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

Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15


you know who you are. no more time, not like

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. way too specific.

this will be about a slug

not so on: yvf(wthw)

as in

we can only engage in such a way

autonomy of learning

hello reader,

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

It Will Get Lighter


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

send your tumblr

there is a distinction between western-modern pedagogical systems that's like text-based as in a legal method but there is an idea of "pathshala" or "guru shissho"/ "porompora" i mean how masters relayed knowledge to the student by (oral) transmission often by memorising books. so what was taught was always interactive. knowledge was interactive, you spoke with people rather than read texts.

I Write Goodbye Letter

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

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.


it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!