whats your name?
He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.
ion
feel you
i was tempted to lie about my name
lol
sorry i am texting like a slav
was it worth it
my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given
is this you as well
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
what do you mean
propensity within someone
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
division of reality is straying away from it
have you read
which magnetises chains of pins
like first name
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
like magnets
we need to be deconstructing our identities
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.
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.