"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

Picture

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.

no longer writing in the third person

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

your feed looks like my tumblr

its good

magnetisation/form

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

not their contents

so the method has to be autonomous

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

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

you cannot feed someone truth

division of reality is straying away from it

as in

autonomy of learning

so at the end

that looks like my instagram account

we need to be deconstructing our identities

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

lol yea

plato

yeah

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

send your tumblr

sorry i am texting like a slav

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

i want to do that too

Worse Lift

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