i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
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.
and the fake qualifier
plato
what do you think my name is
Thank you for telling me that I'm failing to see how I'm reproducing the dynamics I'm trying to critique by only describing my Korean colleague / fresh meat and the black girl in relation to others and myself.
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
Better Lift
bro i read nothing in my life
the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
you cannot feed someone truth
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.
send your tumblr
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
that looks like my instagram account