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.

what do you mean

much more tactility

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

no like which do people call me

i dont understand magnetisation

plato

was it worth it

all that is to say

magnetisation/form

plato

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

its good

yeah

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

that looks like my instagram account

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

lol yea

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

feel you

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

lol

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

or never left

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

is this you as well

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

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.

is everyoneback on tumblr now

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


After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

and the fake qualifier

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