Maybe, Jack, I'm doing this because I'm English?

hello reader,


it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

you know who you are. no more time, not like

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. way too specific.

wait what is that

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.

lol

what do you mean

i really havent

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

I Write Goodbye Letter

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.

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

much more tactility

its good short few pages

not their contents

as in

its good

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:

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not so on: yvf(wthw)

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

have you read

no i haven't really read anything

plato

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.