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

or never left

and the fake qualifier

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.

...

i understand

that looks like my instagram account

sorry i am texting like a slav

wait what is that

Slug

what do you mean

is this you as well

i really havent

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

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

which magnetises chains of pins

i dont understand magnetisation

lol yea

isaac

idk

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

i really havent

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

i love it here

is everyoneback on tumblr now

so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities

i want to do that too

...

no like which do people call me

Pimlico Rats

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.

Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations: