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
it is hopeful
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
Today I felt like starting
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
brb i will read and reply sincerely
yes
kind of mythopoesis
so at the end
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now