She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
you have a beautiful account btw
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
i was tempted to lie about my name
we want to live the knowledge too live the content
propensity within someone
its performative
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
you cannot feed someone truth
is everyoneback on tumblr now
Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
barren land
send your tumblr
i see a website
or never left