I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
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.
a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it
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.
no longer writing in the third person
feel you
i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it
send your tumblr
i want to do that too
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
ahnaf abrar
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
i was tempted to lie about my name
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
yeah
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
autonomy of learning
we can only engage in such a way
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
its performative
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak