what do you think my name is
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fw
was it worth it
i understand
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
i have read not even 1 book
no i haven't really read anything
isaac
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 don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
we need to be deconstructing our identities
god being the centre magnet
a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it
a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext
i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
i really havent
its good short few pages
ion
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.
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.