But seriously, thank you, Jack, for telling me that I could submit this to a high-level literary magazine or creative nonfiction outlet with some minor tweaks. I don't think I will do that.
all that is to say
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.
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
as in
a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it
it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful
you cannot feed someone truth
we can only engage in such a way
i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
theres a kind of a cowardice to generative art that i want to avoid though. i want the kind of relationship to this thing that a game designer has to a game engine
Thank you, Jack
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:
I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.