and the fake qualifier

Another Frenchman pushes through the crowd to join him. He's an events organiser who I'd met earlier, and he's holding a large box wrapped in a bin bag. They're the fireworks he'd smuggled in from France the night before. They're Industrial Grade, whatever that means for fireworks.

bro i read nothing in my life

god being the centre magnet

i really havent

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

and the fake qualifier

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

i really havent

feel you

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

idk

your feed looks like my tumblr

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mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

like magnets

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

its performative

no i haven't really read anything

wait what is that

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

magnetises a pin

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

that looks like my instagram account

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

i have read not even 1 book

thank you