think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
sorry i am texting like a slav
i want to do that too
what do you think my name is
plato
we can only engage in such a way
ahnaf abrar
I am below everything.
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
i really havent
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
hello reader,
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
no like which do people call me
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.
i really havent
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
lol