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.
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41
autonomy of learning
isaac
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
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
i really havent
isaac newton
you cannot feed someone truth
so at the end
send your tumblr
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
much more tactility
bro i read nothing in my life
so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities