Today I felt like starting

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

so at the end

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

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

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

i see a website

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Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

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.

so the method has to be autonomous

autonomy of learning

Lift Analysis

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

Can I see

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.

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

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

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

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

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but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

in a post. I want to be remembered