After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.hiding from the rain
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
sorry i am texting like a slav
so an active mazelike process
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.
your feed looks like my tumblr
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
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.
yeah
god being the centre magnet
brb i will read and reply sincerely
we need to be deconstructing our identities
much more tactility
bro i read nothing in my life
bro i read nothing in my life
have you read
...
Can I see