She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

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

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

you have a beautiful account btw

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

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

its good short few pages

wait what is that

lol

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

isaac newton

your feed looks like my tumblr

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

no like which do people call me

that looks like my instagram account

ahnaf abrar

whats your name?

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

kind of mythopoesis

much more tactility

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

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

and the fake qualifier