lol

much more tactility

your feed looks like my tumblr

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.

lol yea

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

send your tumblr

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

barren land

its performative

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

yeah

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

all that is to say

division of reality is straying away from it

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

fw

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

idk

we can only engage in such a way

or never left

so at the end

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

propensity within someone

you cannot feed someone truth

i really havent

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.

this will be about a slug

December 2025

magnetisation/form

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

Slug

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

i have read not even 1 book

is everyoneback on tumblr now

We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.