autonomy of learning
its performative
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
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
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.
the site i am dreaming
and the fake qualifier
was it worth it
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
we can only engage in such a way
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
Overall meaning: The dream seems to explore vulnerability, unspoken emotion, and the tension between connection and isolation. It suggests you may be processing intense feelings of longing or missed opportunities, and your subconscious is guiding you to acknowledge, release, or transform them.
division of reality is straying away from it
wait what is that
much more tactility
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.
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
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