"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
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.
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
currently
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.
i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
not their contents
magnetisation/form
autonomy of learning
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
propensity within someone
all that is to say
it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
hiding from the rain
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
isaac