She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
division of reality is straying away from it
its good
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
plato
have you read
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
This is a website run by a narcissist who can't produce anything without the hope that it is seen and loved but can't act due to the fear of it being seen and hated. They immediately feel the need to ask Jack GPT to define whatever this feeling is in the hope that understanding it will mean control over it and control over it will mean that they can stop it.
that looks like my instagram account
yeah
what do you mean
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
barren land
He was a proper old-fashioned London geezer (cringe word, hate it, can't think of a better one, worst of all it's the correct word), kind of East Endy, kind of Real London, the kind you don't really meet but if you do it always feels like an uncanny immersive theatre experience. They're anachronistic. They only belong in the London collectively imagined by people who don't spend any time in it.
not so on: yvf(wthw)
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
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magnetisation/form