the site i am dreaming
I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.
Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.
abrar?
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
hello reader,
it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.
bro i read nothing in my life
no i haven't really read anything
lol yea
what do you mean
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
December 2025
I am below everything.
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given
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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
no longer writing in the third person
it is hopeful