We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
you cannot feed someone truth
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
we want to live the knowledge too live the content
i love it here
what do you mean
lol
have you read
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 don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
autonomy of learning
like first name
plato
or never left
your feed looks like my tumblr
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
we need to be deconstructing our identities
the site i am dreaming
so the method has to be autonomous
so an active mazelike process
and the fake qualifier
is this you as well
what do you think my name is
⚠️ Live Document Forever ⚠️
as in
which magnetises chains of pins
i really havent
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
its performative
yeah
division of reality is straying away from it
i want to do that too
Overall meaning: The dream seems to explore vulnerability, unspoken emotion, and the tension between connection and isolation. It suggests you may be processing intense feelings of longing or missed opportunities, and your subconscious is guiding you to acknowledge, release, or transform them.