its performative
whats your name?
abrar?
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
its good
magnetises a pin
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.
god being the centre magnet
like first name
She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
we can only engage in such a way
magnetisation/form
it is hopeful
as in
what do you mean
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
we need to be deconstructing our identities
its good
no longer writing in the third person
plato
division of reality is straying away from it
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.
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
not their contents
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
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