ahnaf abrar
i love it here
Can I see
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
autonomy of learning
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
lol yea
its good short few pages
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.The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
idk
magnetises a pin
i understand
is everyoneback on tumblr now
you cannot feed someone truth
She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.
i really havent
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
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
sorry i am texting like a slav
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl
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.