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
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
Can I see
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
it is hopeful
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
or never left
you cannot feed someone truth
propensity within someone
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
its performative
a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext
so the method has to be autonomous
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.
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.