brb i will read and reply sincerely
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
you have a beautiful account btw
Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after
dusk
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.it is hopeful
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
"Put a blanket."
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
magnetises a pin
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
its good
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
sorry i am texting like a slav
autonomy of learning
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.
abrar?
what do you think my name is
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.