barren land

As we're stood there I notice a middle-aged woman staring at us across the room. I'm trying to catch her gaze, but its kind of vacant. I guess she sees me looking and considers it to be an invitation. She floats over to us in this strange dazed way, and on the approach I realise she's staring at (through?) my Korean colleague / fresh meat. She's saying wow, wow, wow. She seems genuinely so delighted, so shocked, so elated.

that looks like my instagram account

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

feel you

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

we need to be deconstructing our identities

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

ion

i was tempted to lie about my name

division of reality is straying away from it

like first name

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me. The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

abrar?

have you read

send your tumblr

yes

and the fake qualifier

idk

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

and the fake qualifier

IWGD

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue

i want to do that too

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

fw

its good

is everyoneback on tumblr now

your feed looks like my tumblr

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.