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.Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
and the fake qualifier
i really havent
i understand
its good
plato
plato
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
not their contents
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
so an active mazelike process
have you read
I am below everything.
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.
barren land
bro i read nothing in my life
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
fw
much more tactility
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
division of reality is straying away from it
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.