One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
really i want the internet
but i respect your search
i see a website
its good short few pages
autonomy of learning
i have read not even 1 book
god being the centre magnet
magnetises a pin
much more tactility