I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
isaac
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
i see a website
so the method has to be autonomous
it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful
not their contents
we want to live the knowledge too live the content
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
but really the thing should be autonomous
so an active mazelike process
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class