its good
hiding from the rain
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
really i want the internet
a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
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
in a post. I want to be remembered
send your tumblr
have you read
no i haven't really read anything
that looks like my instagram account
we want to live the knowledge too live the content
sorry i am texting like a slav
we need to be deconstructing our identities
so the method has to be autonomous
isaac
Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?
and the fake qualifier
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now