the site i am dreaming
its performative
not their contents
no longer writing in the third person
have you read
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
as in
you cannot feed someone truth
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
much more tactility
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
not so on: yvf(wthw)
send your tumblr
or never left