She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
but really the thing should be autonomous
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
no longer writing in the third person
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given
She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
yeah
much more tactility
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
your feed looks like my tumblr
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
send your tumblr
idk
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever