not their contents

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

idk

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

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

all that is to say

isaac newton

your feed looks like my tumblr

i love it here

division of reality is straying away from it

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

yeah

like magnets

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.

is this you as well

magnetisation/form

i was tempted to lie about my name

Overall meaning: The dream seems to explore vulnerability, unspoken emotion, and the tension between connection and isolation. It suggests you may be processing intense feelings of longing or missed opportunities, and your subconscious is guiding you to acknowledge, release, or transform them.

Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:

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"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

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

We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes.

"Put a blanket."

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

plato

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.

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

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

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