They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

idk

have you read

barren land

or never left

much more tactility

you cannot feed someone truth

so the method has to be autonomous

i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue

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

your feed looks like my tumblr

Picture

lol yea

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.

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

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

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

its performative

propensity within someone

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying