or never left

not their contents

is this you as well

and the fake qualifier

yeah

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

what do you think my name is

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

its good

like first name

and the fake qualifier

no like which do people call me

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

all that is to say

ion

Worse Lift

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

like magnets

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

"Put a blanket."

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

you cannot feed someone truth

I am below everything.

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

we can only engage in such a way

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.

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.

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

no i haven't really read anything

It Will Get Lighter

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03