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think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
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.
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
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out."Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
in a post. I want to be remembered
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
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
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
and the fake qualifier
was it worth it
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
we need to be deconstructing our identities
is everyoneback on tumblr now
no longer writing in the third person
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