A procession forms behind the French Raj and his fireworks bearer as they head out the door. I've lost my Korean colleague / fresh meat in the chaos. I'm sure he'll be able to fend for himself. They have mandatory military service in Korea.
in a post. I want to be remembered
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
"Put a blanket."
Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after
dusk
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.not their contents
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
you cannot feed someone truth
Better Lift
you have a beautiful account btw
division of reality is straying away from it
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
bro i read nothing in my life
is everyoneback on tumblr now
i have read not even 1 book
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
fw
or never left
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
god being the centre magnet
She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.
feel you