I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

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

i really havent

send link

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

I Write Goodbye Letter

we need to be deconstructing our identities

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so an active mazelike process

what do you think my name is

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

is everyoneback on tumblr now

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

that looks like my instagram account

or never left

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

⚠️ Live Document Forever ⚠️

not their contents

it is hopeful