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

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

no longer writing in the third person

currently

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

i see a website

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

magnetisation/form

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

IWGD

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext

December 2025

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

the site i am dreaming

i love it here

barren land

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

It Will Get Lighter

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.

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

its good short few pages

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

whats your name?

yes

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

no like which do people call me