i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
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
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
kind of mythopoesis
in a post. I want to be remembered
barren land
idk
yes
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
so the method has to be autonomous
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
what do you think my name is
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
really i want the internet