Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.
its good
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
December 2025
the site i am dreaming
⚠️ Live Document Forever ⚠️
or never left
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
was it worth it
like first name
idk
much more tactility
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
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
is everyoneback on tumblr now
but i respect your search