it is hopeful
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
hiding from the rain
in a post. I want to be remembered
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.
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
division of reality is straying away from it
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
we can only engage in such a way
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
all that is to say
what do you think my name is
its good
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
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.