I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
not their contents
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
so the method has to be autonomous
have you read
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
like magnets
magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you
I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.
so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities
"Put a blanket."
no longer writing in the third person
we want to live the knowledge too live the content
which magnetises chains of pins
kind of mythopoesis
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
idk
i have read not even 1 book