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

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

really i want the internet

idk

lol

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

hello reader,

But seriously, thank you, Jack

Style

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

I Write Goodbye Letter

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

and the fake qualifier

Better Lift

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

It Will Get Lighter

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

not so on: yvf(wthw)

you know who you are. no more time, not like

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. way too specific.

IWGD

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i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

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