i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
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.
god being the centre magnet
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
is everyoneback on tumblr now
i really havent
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
yeah
plato
whats your name?
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
ion
its good short few pages
send your tumblr
sorry i am texting like a slav
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
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
plato
lol yea