the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.
I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
or never left
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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
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Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.
I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
isaac newton
i really havent
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
i really havent
We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.
We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes.
much more tactility
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
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
so an active mazelike process
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.