and the fake qualifier

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.

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nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

plato

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.

We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.

He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.

its performative

feel you

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

i really havent

We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.

December 2025

We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes.

wait what is that

i love it here

yeah

Thank you for telling me that I'm failing to see how I'm reproducing the dynamics I'm trying to critique by only describing my Korean colleague / fresh meat and the black girl in relation to others and myself.

isaac

your feed looks like my tumblr

magnetises a pin

i dont understand magnetisation