"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
ahnaf abrar
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
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."Put a blanket."
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
you cannot feed someone truth
it is hopeful
really i want the internet
i am quite illiterate on producing technology
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
i was tempted to lie about my name
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
send your tumblr
magnetises a pin
is everyoneback on tumblr now
you have a beautiful account btw
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
lol
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
have you read
its good
not their contents