you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

but i respect your search

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

brb i will read and reply sincerely

really i want the internet

i want to do that too

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

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

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

you cannot feed someone truth

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 am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

It Will Get Lighter

no longer writing in the third person

Can I see

Better Lift

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

no like which do people call me

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

your feed looks like my tumblr

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

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