There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
Can I see
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.
autonomy of learning
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
its performative
idk
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
as in
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
so the method has to be autonomous
division of reality is straying away from it
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
not their contents
i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse
i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying
you cannot feed someone truth
i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
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