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wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
not their contents
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
like magnets
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.its good
in a post. I want to be remembered
magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you
I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
so the method has to be autonomous
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.its performative
no i haven't really read anything
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 dont understand magnetisation
god being the centre magnet
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.
have you read
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
I am below everything.
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50