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.
not their contents
god being the centre magnet
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
isaac newton
in a post. I want to be remembered
division of reality is straying away from it
I am below everything.
its good short few pages
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.
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
i love it here
Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl
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.
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
and the fake qualifier
Better Lift
like magnets
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation