the cyclical nature of knowledge
knowledge here, being synonymous with experience
in an expansive sense
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feelthink
feelthinking could be a nice way to express this, expression over define-ment
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the cyclical nature of knowledge
knowledge here, being synonymous with experience
in an expansive sense
thinkfeel
feelthink
feelthinking could be a nice way to express this, expression over define-ment
so my first ever url name is now taken by somebody else because i never saved it and i dont know what i feel but I'm pretty sure its slightly pissed and very confused
like am i really emotional over a url???
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Tree City - Definement
In All the World
The capacity of paper
Is not enough to hold me
Of all the words in a pen
Not one of them ever told me
Why the clashing inner egos
Always strengthened the constant peace
And how that quiet spot for calm in my life
Stayed constantly up for lease
Of all the characters of a keyboard
Never one meant Elon
Of all the singers in the world
Never one wrote my song
Of how I never got lonely
Just scared of being alone
And I've seen so many places
But never one looked like home
But of all the facts in my brain
None at all are my explanation
Could all this constant contemplation
Just be a search of my mind?
Can I be mad at the world for losing
What I never seemed to find?