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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.

isaac

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

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

i understand

fw

thank you

its good

your feed looks like my tumblr

autonomy of learning

division of reality is straying away from it

so at the end

like magnets

ion

sorry i am texting like a slav

as in

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.

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

we can only engage in such a way

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

propensity within someone

we need to be deconstructing our identities

is everyoneback on tumblr now

idk

hiding from the rain

whats your name?

have you read

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf