or never left

kind of mythopoesis

yes

barren land

i understand

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

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.

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

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.

really i want the internet

Can I see

The only real Londoner remaining is old, bitter, kept around for entertainment, defined by tropes from 30+ years ago. They play gangsters in films, or they work in a pie and mash shop, or they go on Business Insider's YouTube channel to tell you about their crimes. And they somehow still find the time to spend all day hanging about cafes and pubs for you to bump into, to remind you of Real London.

Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:

i want to do that too

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

so at the end

i see a website

whats your name?

i was tempted to lie about my name

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities

but i respect your search

autonomy of learning

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

...

Thank you, Jack

it is hopeful