you know who you are. no more time, not like
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. way too specific.hello reader,
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Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:
not so on: yvf(wthw)
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.
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is everyoneback on tumblr now
and the fake qualifier
isaac newton
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
thank you
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god being the centre magnet
bro i read nothing in my life
the site i am dreaming
we want to live the knowledge too live the content
its good
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
we can only engage in such a way
my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given
sorry i am texting like a slav
is this you as well
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.