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

so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities

your feed looks like my tumblr

lol yea

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

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

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

not their contents

its performative

yeah

like magnets

thank you

isaac newton

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

i love it here

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

i understand

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

division of reality is straying away from it

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

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.

that looks like my instagram account

autonomy of learning

"Put a blanket."

isaac

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.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

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god being the centre magnet