I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

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

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

magnetisation/form

you cannot feed someone truth

division of reality is straying away from it

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

autonomy of learning

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

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"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

we can only engage in such a way

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

not their contents

Better Lift

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

my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given

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

or never left

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.

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

Rain, starting

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

It's

dusk