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.
no longer writing in the third person
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
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
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
or never left
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
what do you mean
like magnets
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
so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities
division of reality is straying away from it
fw
its good
is everyoneback on tumblr now
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged