i love it here
bro i read nothing in my life
i want to do that too
yeah
isaac
sorry i am texting like a slav
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.
what do you think my name is
I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
...
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
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
you cannot feed someone truth
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
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext
like first name
We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.