i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

was it worth it

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

we can only engage in such a way

like magnets

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

its good

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

you cannot feed someone truth

i have read not even 1 book

no i haven't really read anything

have you read

i dont understand magnetisation

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

not their contents

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

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

you have a beautiful account btw

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

its performative

They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

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

isaac

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

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