division of reality is straying away from it

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

yeah

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

I Write Goodbye Letter

wait what is that

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

send link

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

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

It Will Get Lighter

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

not so on: yvf(wthw)

bro i read nothing in my life


in a post. I want to be remembered

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

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.

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

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