i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
your feed looks like my tumblr
i have read not even 1 book
we want to live the knowledge too live the content
i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying
or never left
send your tumblr
all that is to say
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
propensity within someone
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
its performative
division of reality is straying away from it
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
no like which do people call me
its good
magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you
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?