something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

thank you

propensity within someone

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

division of reality is straying away from it

you cannot feed someone truth

we can only engage in such a way

magnetisation/form

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

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

like first name

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

so the method has to be autonomous

what do you mean

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

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

not their contents

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

was it worth it

isaac

I Write Goodbye Letter

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

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


you know who you are. no more time, not like

1

. way too specific.

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

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.

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

...

plato

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

the site i am dreaming

i really havent

It Will Get Lighter

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

Rain, starting

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