yeah
Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.
so at the end
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
you know who you are. no more time, not like
1
. way too specific.I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
much more tactility
was it worth it
I am below everything.
the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book
She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
so an active mazelike process
isaac newton