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.
But seriously, thank you, Jack
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
magnetisation/form
as in
magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you
i love it here
autonomy of learning
you cannot feed someone truth
ahnaf abrar
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
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.
have you read
and the fake qualifier
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
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
Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:
i am quite illiterate on producing technology
what do you think my name is
the site i am dreaming
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
all that is to say
its performative
it is hopeful