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.
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.propensity within someone
my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given
whats your name?
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
all that is to say
so at the end
we want to live the knowledge too live the content
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
no like which do people call me
we can only engage in such a way
have you read
I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.
not so on: yvf(wthw)
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
you cannot feed someone truth
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
it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
the site i am dreaming
magnetisation/form
feel you
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
and the fake qualifier