currently
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
your feed looks like my tumblr
autonomy of learning
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
propensity within someone
was it worth it
division of reality is straying away from it
yeah
Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after
dusk
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.or never left
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
what do you think my name is
Better Lift
all that is to say
lol
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.is everyoneback on tumblr now