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
so the method has to be autonomous
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
much more tactility
i dont understand magnetisation
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
you cannot feed someone truth
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
barren land
propensity within someone
my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given
not their contents
so at the end
your feed looks like my tumblr
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.
so an active mazelike process
or never left
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
magnetisation/form
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
division of reality is straying away from it
idk
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
we want to live the knowledge too live the content
all that is to say
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
isaac
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
ahnaf abrar
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
i really havent
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
hello reader,