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.
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.
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
propensity within someone
brb i will read and reply sincerely
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
not their contents
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
theres a kind of a cowardice to generative art that i want to avoid though. i want the kind of relationship to this thing that a game designer has to a game engine
you have a beautiful account btw
Better Lift
I am below everything.
Can I see
in a post. I want to be remembered
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
Thank you, Jack
i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it
no longer writing in the third person
but really the thing should be autonomous
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
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.
Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.