or never left
lol
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
and the fake qualifier
yeah
bro i read nothing in my life
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
so an active mazelike process
what do you think my name is
like magnets
which magnetises chains of pins
so the method has to be autonomous
what do you mean
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
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext
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
magnetisation/form
kind of mythopoesis
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.
i see a website
ahnaf abrar
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
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
much more tactility
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.
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i really havent