Maybe, Jack, I'm doing this because I'm English?

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

hiding from the rain

magnetisation/form

but really the thing should be autonomous

brb i will read and reply sincerely

you have a beautiful account btw

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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?

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

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

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but i respect your search

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

⚠️ Live Document Forever ⚠️

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

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

The Hatton geezer (fuck off) reminds me of this old failed actor who I'd met at a party a few years ago, another man out of time and out of place. This actor had scored a minor role in Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels and never really let go of it, had gone on to build his whole identity around it. I can't really blame him.

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Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

Actual born-Londoners aren't LARPing like this, they sold their shite family home for a million pounds and moved to Malaga years ago. They have their culture and they've taken it elsewhere.

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

so the method has to be autonomous

we can only engage in such a way