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.

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

all that is to say

my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

division of reality is straying away from it

Style

autonomy of learning

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

send link

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

we need to be deconstructing our identities

as in

and the fake qualifier

brb i will read and reply sincerely

currently

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i was tempted to lie about my name

and the fake qualifier

feel you

bro i read nothing in my life

13, H, grate

i dont understand magnetisation

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

ahnaf abrar

idk

i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue

i really havent