but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

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

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

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

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

we can only engage in such a way

you cannot feed someone truth

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

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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.

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isaac

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities

its good

Thank you, Jack

We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.

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.

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

what do you mean


not their contents

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I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.

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