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way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
i really havent
Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
it is hopeful
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
the site i am dreaming
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
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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
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.
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
isaac
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
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and the fake qualifier