as in
i really havent
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
all that is to say
so at the end
Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after
dusk
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
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
so the method has to be autonomous
fw
the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
i have read not even 1 book
i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying
so an active mazelike process
is everyoneback on tumblr now
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
idk
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.