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.

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

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After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

isaac newton

so an active mazelike process

so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

like magnets

magnetises a pin

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

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

not their contents

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

abrar?

yeah

magnetisation/form

so the method has to be autonomous