i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

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

but i respect your search

division of reality is straying away from it

we can only engage in such a way

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

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

i see a website

It's

dusk

Better Lift

currently

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

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.

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

I am below everything.

or never left

idk

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

you have a beautiful account btw

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