yes
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.
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.
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
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
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
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
and the fake qualifier
we can only engage in such a way
not their contents
send link
as in
really i want the internet
autonomy of learning
a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it