I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
and the fake qualifier
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.
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.we can only engage in such a way
have you read
like magnets
whats your name?
much more tactility
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
kind of mythopoesis
isaac newton
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.
your feed looks like my tumblr
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
ion
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
god being the centre magnet
so the method has to be autonomous