it is hopeful

Picture

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

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.

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

Worse Lift

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

that looks like my instagram account

ion

no i haven't really read anything

its good

what do you mean

not their contents

i dont understand magnetisation

autonomy of learning

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

have you read

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

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