no i haven't really read anything

or never left

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

not their contents

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.

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

we can only engage in such a way

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

division of reality is straying away from it

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

god being the centre magnet

ion

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

is this you as well

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

like first name

plato

i want to do that too

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.

was it worth it

It Will Get Lighter

Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:

plato

feel you

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.

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.