abrar?

we can only engage in such a way

your feed looks like my tumblr

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

propensity within someone

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

is this you as well

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities

bro i read nothing in my life

i understand

2 (actually index). two is company

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

you cannot feed someone truth

i love it here

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

sorry i am texting like a slav

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

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.

thank you

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

not so on: yvf(wthw)

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 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

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

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

lol

much more tactility

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

feel you

i dont understand magnetisation

its performative

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

i really havent