Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

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

you cannot feed someone truth

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

autonomy of learning

propensity within someone

It Will Get Lighter

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

i have read not even 1 book

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

Style

We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.

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.

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.

isaac

its good

currently

They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

plato