idk

so at the end

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

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

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

as in

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

we can only engage in such a way

what do you think my name is

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.

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

isaac

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.

like magnets

i have read not even 1 book

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

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

I Write Goodbye Letter

⚠️ Live Document Forever ⚠️

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

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.

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much more tactility

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

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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