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

no longer writing in the third person

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

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.

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

Worse Lift

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

I am below everything.

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

barren land

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

13, H, grate

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

its performative

all that is to say

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

magnetisation/form

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

so the method has to be autonomous

we can only engage in such a way

so an active mazelike process

you cannot feed someone truth

your feed looks like my tumblr

send your tumblr

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

is everyoneback on tumblr now