we want to live the knowledge too live the content
it is hopeful
currently
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
no longer writing in the third person
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
Better Lift
Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after
dusk
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.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
so the method has to be autonomous
so an active mazelike process
yes
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
i really havent
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
ion
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
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 catch him on his way to the bar, telling him about this old racist failed actor that I'm avoiding. That I'm failing to confront. I get the sense he's avoiding people too. We get our drinks and find a corner. We chat for a bit. He's managing just fine.
idk
Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41
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wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me