Another Frenchman pushes through the crowd to join him. He's an events organiser who I'd met earlier, and he's holding a large box wrapped in a bin bag. They're the fireworks he'd smuggled in from France the night before. They're Industrial Grade, whatever that means for fireworks.

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

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

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

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

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

and the fake qualifier

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

not their contents

propensity within someone

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

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

no like which do people call me

like first name

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

lol

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

is everyoneback on tumblr now

what do you think my name is

magnetisation/form

but really the thing should be autonomous

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away