I am below everything.
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
what do you mean
i want to do that too
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
have you read
like first name
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
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
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
was it worth it
i love it here
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
and the fake qualifier
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
yeah
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
send your tumblr
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
ion
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
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.
bro i read nothing in my life
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike