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

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

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

in a post. I want to be remembered

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

Better Lift

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

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

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

autonomy of learning

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

all that is to say

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

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

division of reality is straying away from it

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

send link

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.

i love it here

wait what is that