Lift Analysis

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.

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.

IWGD

what do you mean

as in

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

or never left

idk

isaac

ion

plato

its good

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

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

no i haven't really read anything

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

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

abrar?

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

yeah

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

its performative

Lift Analysis

and the fake qualifier

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

send your tumblr

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