we need to be deconstructing our identities

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

propensity within someone

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

so the method has to be autonomous

so at the end

its performative

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

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

idk

was it worth it

send your tumblr

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

magnetisation/form

i dont understand magnetisation

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

as in

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

i understand

and the fake qualifier

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

you have a beautiful account btw

i was tempted to lie about my name

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

i really havent

have you read

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.

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.