The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
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
brb i will read and reply sincerely
but i respect your search
My inability to confront the old racist failed actor is distracting me. I decide not to tell her about it.
Today I felt like starting
we can only engage in such a way
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
or never left
its good
I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
your feed looks like my tumblr
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
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.all that is to say
its performative
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying
its good short few pages
it is hopeful
i was tempted to lie about my name
you cannot feed someone truth