But seriously, thank you, Jack
Can I see
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
kind of mythopoesis
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.
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
send your tumblr
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
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
much more tactility
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
what do you think my name is