The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
the site i am dreaming
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
much more tactility
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
is everyoneback on tumblr now
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
we can only engage in such a way
send your tumblr