but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos


isaac

its performative

idk

that looks like my instagram account

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

much more tactility

what do you mean

have you read

ion

so at the end

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

sorry i am texting like a slav

your feed looks like my tumblr

no i haven't really read anything

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

is everyoneback on tumblr now

its good short few pages

we need to be deconstructing our identities

plato

i love it here

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

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.

or never left

hiding from the rain

currently

IWGD