Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

i understand

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

autonomy of learning

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

we need to be deconstructing our identities

isaac

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

feel you

magnetises a pin

like magnets

is this you as well

division of reality is straying away from it

bro i read nothing in my life

magnetisation/form

all that is to say

what do you mean

It Will Get Lighter

kind of mythopoesis

i was tempted to lie about my name

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

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