I Write Goodbye Letter

all that is to say

what do you think my name is

is everyoneback on tumblr now

have you read

magnetises a pin

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

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

ion

which magnetises chains of pins

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

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.

division of reality is straying away from it

what do you mean

i dont understand magnetisation

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

so the method has to be autonomous

not their contents

autonomy of learning

its good

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

i understand

Rain, starting

its good

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

isaac newton

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

no i haven't really read anything

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

we can only engage in such a way

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