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.

that looks like my instagram account

thank you

yeah

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

much more tactility

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

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

there is a distinction between western-modern pedagogical systems that's like text-based as in a legal method but there is an idea of "pathshala" or "guru shissho"/ "porompora" i mean how masters relayed knowledge to the student by (oral) transmission often by memorising books. so what was taught was always interactive. knowledge was interactive, you spoke with people rather than read texts.

Rain, starting

i was tempted to lie about my name

barren land

Better Lift

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

no like which do people call me

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

or never left

we can only engage in such a way

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

we need to be deconstructing our identities

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

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