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Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
the site i am dreaming
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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 sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
bro i read nothing in my life
wait what is that
He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.
Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:
We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes.
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
plato
it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
propensity within someone
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
we need to be deconstructing our identities
your feed looks like my tumblr
autonomy of learning
sorry i am texting like a slav
which magnetises chains of pins
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amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting