you cannot feed someone truth
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.yes
not their contents
I am below everything.
They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
that looks like my instagram account
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
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
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.
lol yea