kind of mythopoesis
you know who you are. no more time, not like
1
. way too specific.so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful
what do you mean
i was tempted to lie about my name
yeah
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
idk
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
its good
feel you
so an active mazelike process
magnetises a pin
plato
Today I felt like starting
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.
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
i have read not even 1 book
not their contents
autonomy of learning
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
god being the centre magnet