i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
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
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
we can only engage in such a way
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt