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

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

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

and the fake qualifier

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

Can I see

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

you cannot feed someone truth


i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

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

I Write Goodbye Letter

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

hello reader,

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

yeah


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 believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

we can only engage in such a way

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.