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Thank you, Jack
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The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
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.
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
December 2025
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
Can I see
Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41
We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.
much more tactility
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.
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.
you cannot feed someone truth
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03
i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me
Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:
kind of mythopoesis