the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
sorry i am texting like a slav
have you read
its good
bro i read nothing in my life
as in
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
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
all that is to say
it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful
that looks like my instagram account
it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
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.
i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
magnetisation/form
the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.