no longer writing in the third person

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

...

wait what is that

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.

the site i am dreaming

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

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

this will be about a slug

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

we can only engage in such a way

send link

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

It Will Get Lighter

is everyoneback on tumblr now

i really havent

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

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

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

as in

lol

your feed looks like my tumblr

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

propensity within someone

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

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

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason