that looks like my instagram account
you cannot feed someone truth
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
your feed looks like my tumblr
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
yeah
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
propensity within someone
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
feel you
what do you think my name is
so at the end
is this you as well
or never left
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.
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
so the method has to be autonomous
so an active mazelike process
i dont understand magnetisation
which magnetises chains of pins
lol yea
Overall meaning: The dream seems to explore vulnerability, unspoken emotion, and the tension between connection and isolation. It suggests you may be processing intense feelings of longing or missed opportunities, and your subconscious is guiding you to acknowledge, release, or transform them.
We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes.
what do you mean