"Put a blanket."

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

in a post. I want to be remembered

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

idk

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.

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

It Will Get Lighter

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.

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

sorry i am texting like a slav

Rain, starting

13, H, grate

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

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

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

is this you as well

not their contents

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

autonomy of learning

whats your name?

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.