you cannot feed someone truth
your feed looks like my tumblr
we can only engage in such a way
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
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
we need to be deconstructing our identities
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
isaac
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
as in
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
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.
ion
no i haven't really read anything
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
magnetisation/form
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
its good short few pages
what do you mean
its good
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
magnetises a pin
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.
magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you
I am below everything.
all that is to say
like magnets
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?
i dont understand magnetisation
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."