i am quite illiterate on producing technology
kind of mythopoesis
I imagine that some lab-grown 29-year-old from Woking with a mind honed to identify individuals who fit the profile of Real Londoner (as conceived of by 50 opinion-polled racist builders and their wives in the Midlands) picks a stubborn local who can still somehow afford to live here and passes him along to some creative studio.
i have read not even 1 book
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.
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
no i haven't really read anything
i understand
...
and the fake qualifier
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
abrar?
i was tempted to lie about my name
like magnets
that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
which magnetises chains of pins
there is a distinction between western-modern pedagogical systems that's like text-based as in a legal method but there is an idea of "pathshala" or "guru shissho"/ "porompora" i mean how masters relayed knowledge to the student by (oral) transmission often by memorising books. so what was taught was always interactive. knowledge was interactive, you spoke with people rather than read texts.