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.

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

which magnetises chains of pins

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

plato

as in

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

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

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

we need to be deconstructing our identities

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

what do you mean

sorry i am texting like a slav

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

you cannot feed someone truth

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

that looks like my instagram account

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life