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.

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

magnetisation/form

isaac

its performative

not their contents

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

Overall meaning: The dream seems to explore vulnerability, unspoken emotion, and the tension between connection and isolation. It suggests you may be processing intense feelings of longing or missed opportunities, and your subconscious is guiding you to acknowledge, release, or transform them.

propensity within someone

and the fake qualifier

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

⚠️ Live Document Forever ⚠️

I Write Goodbye Letter

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

or never left

you know who you are. no more time, not like

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

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

your feed looks like my tumblr

lol

is everyoneback on tumblr now

you cannot feed someone truth

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

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

They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

i want to do that too