really i want the internet

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.

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

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

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

He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.

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

i really havent

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way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

not so on: yvf(wthw)

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

send link

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

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.

hiding from the rain

⚠️ Live Document Forever ⚠️

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

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propensity within someone

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

you cannot feed someone truth