okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.currently
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.thank you
no i haven't really read anything
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
have you read
ion
yeah
i want to do that too
sorry i am texting like a slav
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
is this you as well
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
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.
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
its good short few pages
the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.
we need to be deconstructing our identities
much more tactility