The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
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
was it worth it
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
we can only engage in such a way
not so on: yvf(wthw)
hello reader,
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i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
your feed looks like my tumblr
idk
it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
lol yea
is everyoneback on tumblr now
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
i have read not even 1 book
we want to live the knowledge too live the content
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
plato
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet