autonomy of learning
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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 site i am dreaming
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
was it worth it
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
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
in a post. I want to be remembered
not so on: yvf(wthw)
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.