i am quite illiterate on producing technology

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

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

I am below everything.

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

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

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

was it worth it

i have read not even 1 book

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

have you read

its good short few pages

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

Better Lift

so an active mazelike process

its good

and the fake qualifier

isaac newton

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