Today I felt like starting

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

Rain, starting

i was tempted to lie about my name

much more tactility

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.

propensity within someone

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

fw

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.

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

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

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

so the method has to be autonomous

lol

autonomy of learning

all that is to say

I am below everything.

i have read not even 1 book

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Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

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

not their contents

as in

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

It Will Get Lighter

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

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

Picture

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