lol yea
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
The old failed actor genuinely believed this girl was of a lesser race. He believed she shouldn't be talking with me, shouldn't be here at this party, shouldn't be here in this country. He wanted a white England. I didn't really challenge him on it. Sometimes I justify it with thoughts like I was drunk, or baffled, or it isn't an argument I'll win, or he can't hear me anyway, or whatever. I didn't argue with him. I just cut off his rant and left with a pathetic "In a bit."
or never left
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
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
i love it here
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
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
really i want the internet
isaac
its good
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
the site i am dreaming
i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
ion
feel you
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
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is everyoneback on tumblr now
i want to do that too
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos