"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
isaac newton
so at the end
yeah
that looks like my instagram account
lol yea
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
your feed looks like my tumblr
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
really i want the internet
not their contents
or never left
send your tumblr
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
magnetisation/form
kind of mythopoesis
fw