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After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

"Put a blanket."

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

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.

division of reality is straying away from it


so the method has to be autonomous

plato

whats your name?

what do you mean

ahnaf abrar

its good short few pages

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

13, H, grate

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

i love it here

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

currently

is this you as well


was it worth it