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.
feel you
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
i have read not even 1 book
that looks like my instagram account
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you
lol
like magnets
isaac newton
thank you
fw
its good
It was about a crazy lady who lived above his flat in Pimlico. She would let pigeons into her flat so she could feed them. Apparently she didn't want her presence in the flat to interfere with the natural behaviour of the pigeons, so she would let them nest and shit in there and she wouldn't clean it up, because it wasn't natural to do so. The pigeons would die, but apart from the smell and the sludge and the gas, the corpses weren't really a problem. It was the rats that came to eat them. The rats would eat the rotting pigeon corpses mixed in with the rotting pigeon shit and they would get ill and die too. New rats that came through wouldn't mind though, and they'd start to eat the mass, only to get sick and die in it later on. The population grew steadily as more pigeons and rats came from in the cold, to live naturally. They fed the mass further.
i love it here
yeah
i understand
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
Overall meaning: The dream seems to explore vulnerability, unspoken emotion, and the tension between connection and isolation. It suggests you may be processing intense feelings of longing or missed opportunities, and your subconscious is guiding you to acknowledge, release, or transform them.
its good
not so on: yvf(wthw)
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no like which do people call me
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yeah
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
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
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
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