somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

I am below everything.

"Put a blanket."

Thank you, Jack

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

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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

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

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

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

send your tumblr

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

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

bro i read nothing in my life

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

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

Rain, starting

brb i will read and reply sincerely

i am quite illiterate on producing technology