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.
its good
is everyoneback on tumblr now
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
plato
barren land
yeah
what do you mean
is this you as well
i was tempted to lie about my name
send link
the site i am dreaming
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
which magnetises chains of pins
god being the centre magnet
i really havent
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
ion
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
and the fake qualifier
and the fake qualifier
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
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
the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.