One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
all that is to say
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
idk
not their contents
division of reality is straying away from it
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
I am below everything.
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
hello reader,
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
you cannot feed someone truth
autonomy of learning