ahnaf abrar
She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
is everyoneback on tumblr now
in a post. I want to be remembered
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
Can I see
you cannot feed someone truth
the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.
isaac
Better Lift
what do you mean
"Put a blanket."
not their contents
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
which magnetises chains of pins
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
autonomy of learning
so the method has to be autonomous
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.
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue
magnetisation/form
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."