The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

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hiding from the rain

Rain, starting

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life


Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression


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.

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

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

you cannot feed someone truth

like magnets

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.

I am below everything.

its good

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

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

hello reader,

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

is everyoneback on tumblr now