We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.
not so on: yvf(wthw)
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
yeah
hello reader,
like first name
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
thank you
Today I felt like starting
I am below everything.
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
autonomy of learning
bro i read nothing in my life
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason