the site i am dreaming

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

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

ahnaf abrar

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

yeah

god being the centre magnet

Better Lift

no i haven't really read anything

thank you

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

in a post. I want to be remembered

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.

no like which do people call me

we need to be deconstructing our identities

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

isaac newton

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

is this you as well

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

wait what is that

It Will Get Lighter

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you know who you are. no more time, not like

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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.