but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

December 2025

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

It Will Get Lighter

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.

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

that looks like my instagram account

It Will Get Lighter

what do you mean

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

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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

idk

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

not their contents

brb i will read and reply sincerely

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

barren land

its good

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

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

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

Thank you for telling me that I'm failing to see how I'm reproducing the dynamics I'm trying to critique by only describing my Korean colleague / fresh meat and the black girl in relation to others and myself.

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

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

As we're stood there I notice a middle-aged woman staring at us across the room. I'm trying to catch her gaze, but its kind of vacant. I guess she sees me looking and considers it to be an invitation. She floats over to us in this strange dazed way, and on the approach I realise she's staring at (through?) my Korean colleague / fresh meat. She's saying wow, wow, wow. She seems genuinely so delighted, so shocked, so elated.