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.I'm getting bored and he can tell, so he shifts the topic towards me. He tells me he'd spotted me chatting to a girl earlier, a black girl, and asks what I thought of her, if I liked her. I mimed affirmatively.
your feed looks like my tumblr
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
god being the centre magnet
we need to be deconstructing our identities
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ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
its good
no like which do people call me
or never left
barren land
December 2025
i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things
i want to do that too
is everyoneback on tumblr now
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i dont understand magnetisation
have you read
that looks like my instagram account
"Put a blanket."
isaac newton
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
what do you mean
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
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
what do you think my name is