a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
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you cannot feed someone truth
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
its good
was it worth it
Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:
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.
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.
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.
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
your feed looks like my tumblr
no i haven't really read anything
yeah
much more tactility
have you read
it is hopeful
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
we want to live the knowledge too live the content
Thank you, Jack
Today I felt like starting
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting