As I'm trying to tell my Korean colleague / fresh meat that this is abnormal, that most people in England aren't like this, the host of the party emerges from the bathroom to a roar of laughter and applause. He's a fat middle aged Frenchman and he's changed into traditional Indian dress and a turban. He looks fucking ridiculous. I try to back away, to avoid the inevitable photo of me in this moment that will one day appear to ruin my life, but everyone is crowding around, trapping me in the middle of it.

so the method has to be autonomous

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

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

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

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

magnetisation/form

propensity within someone

Lift Analysis

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

so at the end

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

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

as in

Worse Lift

i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue

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

yes

Thank you, Jack

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.

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

its performative

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

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

you know who you are. no more time, not like

1