And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.
lol
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.
December 2025
we can only engage in such a way
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think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
division of reality is straying away from it
not their contents
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
so an active mazelike process
idk
kind of mythopoesis
propensity within someone
and the fake qualifier
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
there is a distinction between western-modern pedagogical systems that's like text-based as in a legal method but there is an idea of "pathshala" or "guru shissho"/ "porompora" i mean how masters relayed knowledge to the student by (oral) transmission often by memorising books. so what was taught was always interactive. knowledge was interactive, you spoke with people rather than read texts.
lol yea
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.