so an active mazelike process
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.
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
hiding from the rain
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
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.
that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.
what do you mean
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idk
your feed looks like my tumblr
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okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
lol
the site i am dreaming
I am below everything.
i have read not even 1 book
abrar?
A procession forms behind the French Raj and his fireworks bearer as they head out the door. I've lost my Korean colleague / fresh meat in the chaos. I'm sure he'll be able to fend for himself. They have mandatory military service in Korea.
As we're stood there I notice a middle-aged woman staring at us across the room. I'm trying to catch her gaze, but its kind of vacant. I guess she sees me looking and considers it to be an invitation. She floats over to us in this strange dazed way, and on the approach I realise she's staring at (through?) my Korean colleague / fresh meat. She's saying wow, wow, wow. She seems genuinely so delighted, so shocked, so elated.
bro i read nothing in my life
we need to be deconstructing our identities