Paulo Freire, born on the 19th of September in 1921, was a Brazilian philosopher and radical pedagogue most known for his 1968 work Pedagogy of the Oppressed. "Language is never neutral."
Paulo was born in Recife, the capital of the northeastern Brazilian state of Pernambuco. Initially affluent, his family experienced hardship during the Great Depression of the 1930s, and Freire's education suffered due to his own experiences with poverty and hunger.
Freire began working as a schoolteacher in the 1940s, beginning to serve as the director of the Pernambuco Department of Education and Culture in 1946. Due to the 1964 Brazilian coup d'état, where a military dictatorship was put in place with the support of the United States, Paulo Freire was exiled from his home country, an exile that lasted 16 years.
Freire then worked in Chile, until April 1969 when he accepted a temporary position at Harvard University. It was during this period, in 1968, that Freire published his most famous work, "Pedagogy of the Oppressed".
In this text, Freire criticizes what he calls the "banking method" of education, wherein a teacher "deposits" knowledge into an empty vessel, the student, or "bank". Instead, Freire calls upon teacher to engage in a more dialog-centric or creative education, one in which the suppressed experiences of the oppressed help create knowledge, fostering a social reality in which the marginalized are humanized.
Pedagogy of the Oppressed has since become the third most cited book in the social sciences, according to Elliott D. Green. As of 2000, the book had sold over 750,000 copies worldwide.
"Manipulation, sloganizing, depositing, regimentation, and prescription cannot be components of revolutionary praxis, precisely because they are the components of the praxis of domination."
Paulo Freire
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To start it was fine, I could start feeling it coming on, in like, normal ways. But then things changed all the of the sudden. I kinda like crouched down and ended up somewhere else. Like, it was like coming out of anesthesia. I was just "off" for a moment, like I'd died, and very slowly my brain started rebooting and recreating the 'person' functionality. Which was very existentially terrifying in the moment lol, in a way I can't even properly describe now, so far from it.
As I slowly started gaining awareness again, things were a bit different. The best way I can describe it was like experiencing reality in circular? My vision was rotating, like seeing things in thirds rotating around a central point. I also felt stuff in circular. Like, if I pinched myself, the pain would resonate in a circular path around my head. Same with stuff like taste or touch. Mental capabilities and emotions alternated as well, cycling through various emotional states, various mental abilities, like vision processing, thought, and occasionally momentary lucidity.
It was kind of terrifying in the moments when I had the capability to realize how fucked things were. Though it got better as things slowly improved, and I realize I hadn’t permanently broken my brain.
There was also other stuff later, when stuff got less intense. Like seeing the shapes you sometimes see when you shut your eyes tightly, and having it trigger weird "this is important" feelings, or seeing still frames from a TV show playing, and being certain it was some deep memory.
Sounds like a pretty normal weed edible over dose.
Thinking about getting more isn't dumb. You've been though pretty much as bad as things can get with weed and suffered no real lasting trauma. Next time you'll just do less and if by some stroke of bad luck you do take too much again sometime you know what you are in for. You've established a boundary and now you are free to play on the safe side of that.