i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying
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He was a proper old-fashioned London geezer (cringe word, hate it, can't think of a better one, worst of all it's the correct word), kind of East Endy, kind of Real London, the kind you don't really meet but if you do it always feels like an uncanny immersive theatre experience. They're anachronistic. They only belong in the London collectively imagined by people who don't spend any time in it.
like first name
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
and the fake qualifier
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
we need to be deconstructing our identities
god being the centre magnet
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
barren land
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
i want to do that too
lol yea
propensity within someone
so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities
your feed looks like my tumblr
you cannot feed someone truth
i really havent
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
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
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
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
i love it here
not their contents
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
December 2025
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
its performative