or never left
Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.
that looks like my instagram account
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
i understand
its performative
is this you as well
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
abrar?
what do you think my name is
and the fake qualifier
so at the end
...
what do you mean
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.
yeah
the site i am dreaming
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes.
We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.
so an active mazelike process
you cannot feed someone truth
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models