we need to be deconstructing our identities
It was about a crazy lady who lived above his flat in Pimlico. She would let pigeons into her flat so she could feed them. Apparently she didn't want her presence in the flat to interfere with the natural behaviour of the pigeons, so she would let them nest and shit in there and she wouldn't clean it up, because it wasn't natural to do so. The pigeons would die, but apart from the smell and the sludge and the gas, the corpses weren't really a problem. It was the rats that came to eat them. The rats would eat the rotting pigeon corpses mixed in with the rotting pigeon shit and they would get ill and die too. New rats that came through wouldn't mind though, and they'd start to eat the mass, only to get sick and die in it later on. The population grew steadily as more pigeons and rats came from in the cold, to live naturally. They fed the mass further.
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
was it worth it
your feed looks like my tumblr
plato
is everyoneback on tumblr now
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
what do you mean
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.
send your tumblr
feel you
lol yea
which magnetises chains of pins
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
sorry i am texting like a slav
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
what do you think my name is
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
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After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
as in
it is hopeful
whats your name?
i am quite illiterate on producing technology
i love it here
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
thank you
i have read not even 1 book
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
is this you as well