Better Lift

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.


Worse Lift

2 (actually index). two is company

i really havent

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

we can only engage in such a way

your feed looks like my tumblr

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

not so on: yvf(wthw)

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

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

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

...

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

isaac

isaac newton

is this you as well

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

so at the end

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.

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

so an active mazelike process

IWGD