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Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
really i want the internet
in a post. I want to be remembered
Can I see
wait what is that
the site i am dreaming
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
i really havent
bro i read nothing in my life
and the fake qualifier
...
i love it here
whats your name?
is this you as well
have you read
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.
not so on: yvf(wthw)
autonomy of learning
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The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
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.
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models