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She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
its performative
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.
which magnetises chains of pins
so the method has to be autonomous
autonomy of learning
no i haven't really read anything
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
not so on: yvf(wthw)
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
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okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
magnetisation/form
She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.
its good short few pages
ahnaf abrar