or never left

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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wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

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plato

you have a beautiful account btw

lol yea

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

its good

isaac newton

brb i will read and reply sincerely

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

your feed looks like my tumblr

idk

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

fw

i dont understand magnetisation

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

sorry i am texting like a slav

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

i am quite illiterate on producing technology