Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

plato

Thank you, Jack

its performative

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

you cannot feed someone truth

Slug

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

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

was it worth it

have you read

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

your feed looks like my tumblr

is everyoneback on tumblr now

in a post. I want to be remembered

send your tumblr