Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

2 (actually index). two is company


Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:

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

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

i really havent


confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.
and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

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



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.

abrar?

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

It Will Get Lighter

what do you mean

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

IWGD

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

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