much more tactility

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

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.

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

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

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

was it worth it

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

propensity within someone

you cannot feed someone truth

and the fake qualifier

I am below everything.

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

division of reality is straying away from it

so the method has to be autonomous

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

my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given

but really the thing should be autonomous