It Will Get Lighter

you cannot feed someone truth

and the fake qualifier

barren land

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

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

bro i read nothing in my life

sorry i am texting like a slav

send your tumblr

its performative

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

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

plato

yeah

like first name

your feed looks like my tumblr

and the fake qualifier

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

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

autonomy of learning

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

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.

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

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

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

no i haven't really read anything

i love it here

that looks like my instagram account

whats your name?

is this you as well

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch