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The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

It Will Get Lighter

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.

He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.

or never left

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.

its performative

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

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

as in

...

not their contents

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

I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.

not so on: yvf(wthw)

autonomy of learning

we can only engage in such a way

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



i have read not even 1 book


a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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