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One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

that looks like my instagram account

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

as in

autonomy of learning

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

not their contents

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

Thank you, Jack

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

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

so at the end

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 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

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

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