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.

is this you as well

its good short few pages

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

have you read

sorry i am texting like a slav

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

not their contents

its good

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

and the fake qualifier

wait what is that

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.

division of reality is straying away from it

we can only engage in such a way

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

I Write Goodbye Letter

lol

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

not so on: yvf(wthw)

like magnets

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

1

2 (actually index). two is company

i have read not even 1 book

We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes.

god being the centre magnet

your feed looks like my tumblr

i dont understand magnetisation