One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
plato
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.
currently
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
i was tempted to lie about my name
my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given
I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
"Put a blanket."
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
i want to do that too
as in
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
like magnets
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
its good short few pages
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.what do you mean
propensity within someone
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.