it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes.
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.
whats your name?
bro i read nothing in my life
feel you
i love it here
its good
i was tempted to lie about my name
is everyoneback on tumblr now
or never left
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
wait what is that
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
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
i really havent
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
was it worth it
is this you as well
we want to live the knowledge too live the content
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
we need to be deconstructing our identities
yeah
like magnets
...
Maybe, Jack, I'm doing this because I'm English?