not their contents

I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.

send your tumblr

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

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

as in

magnetisation/form

yes

Can I see

It Will Get Lighter

i have read not even 1 book

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 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.

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

is everyoneback on tumblr now

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.

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

you cannot feed someone truth

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

or never left

so the method has to be autonomous