plato
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
"Put a blanket."
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.kind of mythopoesis
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful
but i respect your search
really i want the internet
hello reader,
i dont understand magnetisation
whats your name?
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