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.
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
was it worth it
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The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
send link
the site i am dreaming
and the fake qualifier
i really havent
idk
i really havent
plato
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mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
so at the end
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
not so on: yvf(wthw)
all that is to say
i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue