you cannot feed someone truth
"Put a blanket."
bro i read nothing in my life
i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
really i want the internet
lol
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
it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful
idk
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
yeah
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
i really havent
plato
i dont understand magnetisation
kind of mythopoesis
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
like first name
have you read
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
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
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine