Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
I am below everything.
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
have you read
you cannot feed someone truth
idk
division of reality is straying away from it
its good short few pages
plato
its good
as in
i love it here
i dont understand magnetisation
all that is to say
no longer writing in the third person
or never left
fw
i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things
is everyoneback on tumblr now
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
so an active mazelike process
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:
a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext
so the method has to be autonomous
Thank you, Jack
feel you