I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
which magnetises chains of pins
She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.
we want to live the knowledge too live the content
its performative
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.
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
is this you as well
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos