really i want the internet

brb i will read and reply sincerely

what do you mean

yeah

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.

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

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

is this you as well

you cannot feed someone truth

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

is everyoneback on tumblr now

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

that looks like my instagram account

so at the end

i understand

plato

2 (actually index). two is company

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

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

Slug

Lift Analysis

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
this will be about a slug

...

the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.

the site i am dreaming

Picture

was it worth it

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.