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

its performative

that looks like my instagram account

so at the end

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

its good

yeah

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

like magnets

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

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.

isaac newton

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

god being the centre magnet

is everyoneback on tumblr now

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

isaac

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

ion

send your tumblr

not their contents

which magnetises chains of pins

whats your name?

your feed looks like my tumblr

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

have you read

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

yeah

13, H, grate

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

what do you think my name is

kind of mythopoesis

Rain, starting

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

no i haven't really read anything

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.

lol yea