lol yea
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you know who you are. no more time, not like
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. way too specific.it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
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.
not so on: yvf(wthw)
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
kind of mythopoesis
She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24
its good
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.
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.
They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.
autonomy of learning