yeah

what do you think my name is

division of reality is straying away from it

plato

i love it here

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

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

like first name

i was tempted to lie about my name

autonomy of learning

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

i want to do that too

isaac newton

and the fake qualifier

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.

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.

you cannot feed someone truth

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

isaac

we can only engage in such a way

IWGD

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

like magnets

we need to be deconstructing our identities

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

abrar?

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.