I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
December 2025
the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book
your feed looks like my tumblr
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
is everyoneback on tumblr now
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
as in
its performative
"Put a blanket."
was it worth it
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
send link
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
idk
i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me
the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class