i dont understand magnetisation

so the method has to be autonomous

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.

magnetisation/form

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

ion

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

like magnets

all that is to say

ahnaf abrar

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

its good

like first name

you cannot feed someone truth

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

sorry i am texting like a slav

Slug

Thank you, Jack

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

i understand

Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

IWGD

I am below everything.

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

Picture

in a post. I want to be remembered

Better Lift

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.


wait what is that

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

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.

the site i am dreaming

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.