After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
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
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Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
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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.
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things
is this you as well
the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book
isaac