He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.

IWGD

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.

ahnaf abrar

is everyoneback on tumblr now

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

much more tactility

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

i want to do that too

a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext

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

so an active mazelike process

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.

whats your name?

division of reality is straying away from it

so at the end

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

magnetises a pin

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

what do you think my name is

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.

yeah

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

plato

isaac

as in

magnetisation/form

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

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

Rain, starting

we need to be deconstructing our identities

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

i have read not even 1 book