She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

plato

lol


to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

you cannot feed someone truth

Slug

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

was it worth it

and the fake qualifier

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

the site i am dreaming

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

I Write Goodbye Letter

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books


i dont understand magnetisation

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.

not so on: yvf(wthw)

its performative

i understand

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

It Will Get Lighter

what do you mean

all that is to say

magnetisation/form

no i haven't really read anything

Rain, starting

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

plato

They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.