i dont understand magnetisation

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

so the method has to be autonomous

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

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.

send link

abrar?

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

your feed looks like my tumblr

isaac newton

i really havent

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

and the fake qualifier

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

was it worth it

Slug

division of reality is straying away from it

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

wait what is that

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.

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

And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.

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i want to do that too

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.

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

as in

It Will Get Lighter