its good
not their contents
we want to live the knowledge too live the content
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
I am below everything.
Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?
so at the end
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
really i want the internet
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
Better Lift
all that is to say
autonomy of learning
you cannot feed someone truth
you have a beautiful account btw
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
The Hatton geezer (fuck off) is emptying his pockets, searching for the silver rizlas he apparently has. He refuses to take one of mine (also silver) because the tobacco I'm giving him is already too much to ask. He tells me about the guy who can do 50g of Golden Virginia for a good price, the guy who every other man over 50 knows. I'm not interested.
in a post. I want to be remembered
Actual born-Londoners aren't LARPing like this, they sold their shite family home for a million pounds and moved to Malaga years ago. They have their culture and they've taken it elsewhere.
Thank you, Jack
i am quite illiterate on producing technology
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever