Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
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?
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
Today I felt like starting
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24
Can I see
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.
much more tactility
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
Thank you, Jack
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
there is a distinction between western-modern pedagogical systems that's like text-based as in a legal method but there is an idea of "pathshala" or "guru shissho"/ "porompora" i mean how masters relayed knowledge to the student by (oral) transmission often by memorising books. so what was taught was always interactive. knowledge was interactive, you spoke with people rather than read texts.
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.