but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
i am quite illiterate on producing technology
you have a beautiful account btw
i have read not even 1 book
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
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.
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?
i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things
its performative
yes
much more tactility
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
its good short few pages
its good
that looks like my instagram account
isaac
magnetisation/form
you cannot feed someone truth
Can I see