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

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Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

Picture

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

Worse Lift

Can I see

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

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

yeah

its good

was it worth it

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

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

idk

feel you

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

what do you mean

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is everyoneback on tumblr now

lol