"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
Better Lift
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful
your feed looks like my tumblr
"Put a blanket."
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
no i haven't really read anything
like first name
magnetises a pin
isaac newton
or never left
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet