i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.
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.
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
its performative
But seriously, thank you, Jack
Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.
but really the thing should be autonomous
magnetisation/form
as in
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
no i haven't really read anything
you cannot feed someone truth