This is a website run by a narcissist who can't produce anything without the hope that it is seen and loved but can't act due to the fear of it being seen and hated. They immediately feel the need to ask Jack GPT to define whatever this feeling is in the hope that understanding it will mean control over it and control over it will mean that they can stop it.

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 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.

Rain, starting

so an active mazelike process

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

division of reality is straying away from it

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

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

so at the end

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

send your tumblr

hiding from the rain

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

magnetisation/form

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

idk

Worse Lift

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

much more tactility

your feed looks like my tumblr

you have a beautiful account btw

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

i have read not even 1 book

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?