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.

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

all that is to say

barren land

so at the end

and the fake qualifier

thank you

i love it here

have you read

We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.

Lift Analysis

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

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.

Style

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

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

that looks like my instagram account

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

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

send link

13, H, grate

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

i really havent