It Will Get Lighter

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.

Slug

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.

bro i read nothing in my life

barren land

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

so an active mazelike process

lol

abrar?

your feed looks like my tumblr

you cannot feed someone truth

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

isaac newton

i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

so the method has to be autonomous

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people