you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

i dont understand magnetisation

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

was it worth it

what do you mean

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

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

and the fake qualifier

...

but really the thing should be autonomous

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

so at the end

not so on: yvf(wthw)

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

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 an active mazelike process

i understand

I Write Goodbye Letter

sorry i am texting like a slav

i see a website

i really havent

division of reality is straying away from it