plato
Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.
that looks like my instagram account
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
you know who you are. no more time, not like
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. way too specific.barren land
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
the site i am dreaming
lol yea
we want to live the knowledge too live the content
not their contents
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 have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.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.
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
your feed looks like my tumblr
i really havent
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
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.
as in
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."