i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
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 am below everything.
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Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
isaac newton
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
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.
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
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.
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I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
much more tactility
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
autonomy of learning
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.