it is hopeful

autonomy of learning

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

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we can only engage in such a way



i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

much more tactility

so the method has to be autonomous

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

you have a beautiful account btw

but i respect your search

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.

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

It Will Get Lighter

This is a website run by a narcissist who can't produce anything without the hope that it is seen and loved but can't act due to the fear of it being seen and hated. They immediately feel the need to ask Jack GPT to define whatever this feeling is in the hope that understanding it will mean control over it and control over it will mean that they can stop it.

this will be about a slug

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

IWGD

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


Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

i love it here

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

was it worth it


thank you

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

barren land

the site i am dreaming