the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

I am below everything.

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

"Put a blanket."

autonomy of learning

isaac

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

ahnaf abrar

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

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

and the fake qualifier

plato

division of reality is straying away from it

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

have you read

your feed looks like my tumblr

idk

brb i will read and reply sincerely

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I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.