I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

fw

we can only engage in such a way

the site i am dreaming

so the method has to be autonomous

i was tempted to lie about my name

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

so at the end

all that is to say

not their contents

which magnetises chains of pins

as in

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

its good short few pages

what do you mean

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

ahnaf abrar

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

like magnets

magnetises a pin

we need to be deconstructing our identities

i love it here

idk

or never left

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

i really havent

magnetisation/form

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate