One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

currently

lol

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

isaac

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'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.

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

hiding from the rain

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

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

send your tumblr

Picture

much more tactility

so the method has to be autonomous

so an active mazelike process

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

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

or never left

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

yeah

not their contents

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

autonomy of learning

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.

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whats your name?