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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.
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 sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
which magnetises chains of pins
not so on: yvf(wthw)
lol yea
so an active mazelike process
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
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The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
the site i am dreaming
all that is to say
And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.
Maybe, Jack, I'm doing this because I'm English?
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying
Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?
in a post. I want to be remembered
you cannot feed someone truth
that looks like my instagram account
propensity within someone