It Will Get Lighter

plato

your feed looks like my tumblr

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

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

no like which do people call me

you cannot feed someone truth

ahnaf abrar

so the method has to be autonomous

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

yeah

its performative

thank you

i dont understand magnetisation

i love it here

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

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

what do you mean

lol yea

we can only engage in such a way

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It Will Get Lighter

He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.

is this you as well

We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.

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

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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propensity within someone

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.

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

kind of mythopoesis

Overall meaning: The dream seems to explore vulnerability, unspoken emotion, and the tension between connection and isolation. It suggests you may be processing intense feelings of longing or missed opportunities, and your subconscious is guiding you to acknowledge, release, or transform them.

that looks like my instagram account