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. The conversation drifts to the pleasantness of warm lighting and whether anyone needs a smart home. I interrupt her to make a joke about the French Raj as he runs up the causeway. We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.
god being the centre magnet
its good short few pages
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
you cannot feed someone truth
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
send your tumblr
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
lol yea
it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful
i want to do that too
magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you
isaac
what do you think my name is
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
not their contents
no like which do people call me
i really havent
bro i read nothing in my life
and the fake qualifier
that looks like my instagram account
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.