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

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

hello reader,

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

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and the fake qualifier

Thank you for telling me that I'm failing to see how I'm reproducing the dynamics I'm trying to critique by only describing my Korean colleague / fresh meat and the black girl in relation to others and myself.

We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes.

Slug

i want to do that too

It Will Get Lighter

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

lol yea

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

idk

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.

fw

we can only engage in such a way

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

its performative

Better Lift

Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:

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