Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

plato

and the fake qualifier

i dont understand magnetisation

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

plato

like magnets

which magnetises chains of pins

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

god being the centre magnet

sorry i am texting like a slav

isaac

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

you cannot feed someone truth

my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

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

all that is to say

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

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.

you know who you are. no more time, not like

1

. way too specific.

so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities

magnetises a pin

Slug

the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

as in

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.