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I am below everything.
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse
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
send link
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nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
not so on: yvf(wthw)
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
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.
was it worth it
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?