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

was it worth it

barren land

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

i was tempted to lie about my name

no like which do people call me

fw

is everyoneback on tumblr now

its good

plato

i really havent

like first name

magnetises a pin

i love it here

what do you think my name is

isaac

its good short few pages

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

like magnets

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, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

I am below everything.

thank you

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

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

i want to do that too

in a post. I want to be remembered

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idk

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

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