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

isaac

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

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

as in

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

so at the end

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

autonomy of learning

magnetisation/form

much more tactility

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

propensity within someone

all that is to say

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

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

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

I am below everything.

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

Today I felt like starting