Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

as in

autonomy of learning

barren land

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.

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

we can only engage in such a way

like first name

whats your name?


hiding from the rain

no like which do people call me

we need to be deconstructing our identities

in a post. I want to be remembered

all that is to say

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

what do you mean


Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

division of reality is straying away from it

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

so at the end

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

so the method has to be autonomous

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

Rain, starting


propensity within someone

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

isaac

December 2025


"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

It Will Get Lighter

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

bro i read nothing in my life