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.
kind of mythopoesis
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.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 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
plato
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
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
lol
i dont understand magnetisation
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
"Put a blanket."
not their contents
god being the centre magnet
ahnaf abrar
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
i love it here
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
so the method has to be autonomous