idk

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

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

...

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

...

propensity within someone

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

you cannot feed someone truth

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.

bro i read nothing in my life

I Write Goodbye Letter

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

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

It Will Get Lighter

i really havent

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

its performative

as in

yeah

i want to do that too

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

sorry i am texting like a slav

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

you know who you are. no more time, not like

1

. way too specific.

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.

a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

like magnets


plato