or never left

what do you mean

so at the end

barren land

send your tumblr

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

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.

Thank you for telling me that I'm failing to see how I'm reproducing the dynamics I'm trying to critique by only describing my Korean colleague / fresh meat and the black girl in relation to others and myself.

the site i am dreaming

you know who you are. no more time, not like

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It Will Get Lighter

so the method has to be autonomous

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

isaac

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

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

as in

isaac newton

bro i read nothing in my life

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

its good

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

was it worth it

its performative

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

i want to do that too

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

whats your name?

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.

bro i read nothing in my life

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

...

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

Lift Analysis

autonomy of learning