We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

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so the method has to be autonomous

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we want to live the knowledge too live the content

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

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

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

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

like first name

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

yeah

you know who you are. no more time, not like

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. way too specific.

its good

you cannot feed someone truth

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!