Today I felt like starting
no longer writing in the third person
Better Lift
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
it is hopeful
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
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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.
hello reader,
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc....
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
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
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
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