it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

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

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

really i want the internet

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

Rain, starting

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

send your tumblr

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

yeah

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

i love it here

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

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

no like which do people call me

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

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

propensity within someone