wait what is that
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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.
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark 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
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
i have read not even 1 book
its performative
that looks like my instagram account
i really havent
not their contents
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
not so on: yvf(wthw)
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
Maybe, Jack, I'm doing this because I'm English?
Thank you, Jack
We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
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.
is everyoneback on tumblr now
Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?
you cannot feed someone truth