the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.

feel you

like magnets

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

its good

have you read

i really havent

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

its good short few pages

its performative

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

what do you think my name is

my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given

abrar?

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

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

Rain, starting

all that is to say

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

I am below everything.

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

"Put a blanket."

i want to do that too

plato