okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

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

that looks like my instagram account

plato

what do you think my name is

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

i was tempted to lie about my name

barren land

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

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

autonomy of learning

is everyoneback on tumblr now

your feed looks like my tumblr

i have read not even 1 book

and the fake qualifier

bro i read nothing in my life

you cannot feed someone truth

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

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

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

yeah

no like which do people call me

i love it here

...

idk

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.

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

I Write Goodbye Letter

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