After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
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i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it
so the method has to be autonomous
i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
magnetisation/form
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.not their contents
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after
dusk
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.we can only engage in such a way
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.
She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
so an active mazelike process
all that is to say
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"