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

Better Lift

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

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

no longer writing in the third person

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I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

Style

I am below everything.

hiding from the rain

send your tumblr

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

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.

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

IWGD

division of reality is straying away from it

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.

yeah

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