Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
and the fake qualifier
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the site i am dreaming
so at the end
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
we need to be deconstructing our identities
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
as in
we want to live the knowledge too live the content
like first name
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
i really havent
was it worth it
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
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
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.
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.
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
and the fake qualifier