Thank you, Jack
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
i see a website
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
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.
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
"Put a blanket."
i am quite illiterate on producing technology
its performative
propensity within someone
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
as in
really i want the internet
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
it is hopeful