Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

I am below everything.

"Put a blanket."

it is hopeful

plato

Slug

send your tumblr

whats your name?

that looks like my instagram account

have you read

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

is everyoneback on tumblr now

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

ahnaf abrar

i dont understand magnetisation

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

we need to be deconstructing our identities

i have read not even 1 book

division of reality is straying away from it

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

plato

what do you think my name is

autonomy of learning

i love it here

lol

so an active mazelike process

i really havent

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

lol yea

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying