i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
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
hello reader,
December 2025
the site i am dreaming
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.
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way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
all that is to say
god being the centre magnet
much more tactility
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.
lol yea
propensity within someone
its good
so the method has to be autonomous
we need to be deconstructing our identities
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.