kind of mythopoesis
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
idk
no i haven't really read anything
your feed looks like my tumblr
ion
what do you mean
autonomy of learning
barren land
have you read
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
its good
magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
isaac
i understand
thank you
which magnetises chains of pins
i really havent
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
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.