i dont understand magnetisation

"Put a blanket."

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

no longer writing in the third person

currently

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

and the fake qualifier

yeah

which magnetises chains of pins

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.

hiding from the rain

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

its performative

fw

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

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

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

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

send your tumblr

Rain, starting

magnetisation/form

as in

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

its good

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people