the site i am dreaming

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

I Write Goodbye Letter

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

It Will Get Lighter

i really havent

We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.

And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.

Thank you for telling me that I'm failing to see how I'm reproducing the dynamics I'm trying to critique by only describing my Korean colleague / fresh meat and the black girl in relation to others and myself.

like magnets

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

its good

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

sorry i am texting like a slav

idk

have you read

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

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

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

It Will Get Lighter