abrar?

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

we can only engage in such a way

its good

not so on: yvf(wthw)

i want to do that too

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

you have a beautiful account btw

"Put a blanket."

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

brb i will read and reply sincerely

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

your feed looks like my 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

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or never left

Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15