Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
"Put a blanket."
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
Today I felt like starting
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
plato
much more tactility
your feed looks like my tumblr
sorry i am texting like a slav
as in
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
isaac newton
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
no i haven't really read anything
its good
like first name
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.