plato

what do you think my name is

idk

I am below everything.

your feed looks like my tumblr

division of reality is straying away from it

so an active mazelike process

i was tempted to lie about my name

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

like first name

we need to be deconstructing our identities

kind of mythopoesis

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

i want to do that too

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.

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

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Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life