"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
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Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
much more tactility
i love it here
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
so an active mazelike process
is this you as well
i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying
have you read
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
its good
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
i want to do that too
which magnetises chains of pins
so at the end
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
ion
i dont understand magnetisation
what do you think my name is
yeah
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."