brb i will read and reply sincerely
that looks like my instagram account
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
i really havent
no like which do people call me
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
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
we want to live the knowledge too live the content
all that is to say
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
barren land
autonomy of learning
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
but i respect your search
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue
it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
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.
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
plato
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
whats your name?
The Hatton geezer (fuck off) reminds me of this old failed actor who I'd met at a party a few years ago, another man out of time and out of place. This actor had scored a minor role in Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels and never really let go of it, had gone on to build his whole identity around it. I can't really blame him.