so at the end

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

so an active mazelike process

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

magnetisation/form

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.

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

i see a website

kind of mythopoesis

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

Better Lift

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."