in a post. I want to be remembered

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much more tactility

isaac

and the fake qualifier

⚠️ Live Document Forever ⚠️

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.

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

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

i really havent

wait what is that

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is everyoneback on tumblr now

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

its performative

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

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

It Will Get Lighter

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that looks like my instagram account

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

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

so the method has to be autonomous