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.
i see a website
that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
you have a beautiful account btw
Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after
dusk
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
plato
i really havent
yeah
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
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
bro i read nothing in my life
whats your name?
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
its good short few pages
its good
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class