but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
plato
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.
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.no longer writing in the third person
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
so the method has to be autonomous
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
division of reality is straying away from it
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after
dusk
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.