There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
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
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and the fake qualifier
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
you cannot feed someone truth
not their contents
the site i am dreaming
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
its performative
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.
we want to live the knowledge too live the content
sorry i am texting like a slav
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
much more tactility
that looks like my instagram account
Thank you, Jack
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.
is this you as well
so an active mazelike process