think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
kind of mythopoesis
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue
i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse
no longer writing in the third person
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
division of reality is straying away from it
sorry i am texting like a slav
but i respect your search
He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.
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
that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.
you know who you are. no more time, not like
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