i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

yeah

idk

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

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

propensity within someone

I Write Goodbye Letter

Thank you for telling me that I'm failing to see how I'm reproducing the dynamics I'm trying to critique by only describing my Korean colleague / fresh meat and the black girl in relation to others and myself.

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 so on: yvf(wthw)

...

as in

It Will Get Lighter

much more tactility

magnetisation/form

you know who you are. no more time, not like

1

. way too specific.

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

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.


isaac newton

ahnaf abrar

abrar?

bro i read nothing in my life

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

the site i am dreaming

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

theres a kind of a cowardice to generative art that i want to avoid though. i want the kind of relationship to this thing that a game designer has to a game engine

plato

I am below everything.

Rain, starting