I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

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

yes

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.

its good

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

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

really i want the internet

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

IWGD

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

i have read not even 1 book

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
we can only engage in such a way

as in

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

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

much more tactility

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.

or never left

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

autonomy of learning

Worse Lift