and the fake qualifier

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

send link

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

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

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barren land

i have read not even 1 book

division of reality is straying away from it

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

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

your feed looks like my tumblr

we can only engage in such a way

autonomy of learning

wait what is that

was it worth it

its performative

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

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.

all that is to say

idk

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

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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Picture

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.

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.

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

lol yea


the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.

as in

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