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

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

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

its performative

like magnets

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

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.

all that is to say

so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities

what do you mean

its good short few pages

you cannot feed someone truth

its good

its good

ion

i dont understand magnetisation

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

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

and the fake qualifier

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.

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

i really havent

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak