It Will Get Lighter

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

bro i read nothing in my life

i really havent

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

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

was it worth it

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

and the fake qualifier

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

send link

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.

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I Write Goodbye Letter

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wait what is that

my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given

i dont understand magnetisation

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

god being the centre magnet

have you read

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

thank you

all that is to say

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

It Will Get Lighter

like magnets

its good

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 wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

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.

we can only engage in such a way

so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities

as in

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.

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