i see a website

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.

as in

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

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

hiding from the rain

I am below everything.

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

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

i really havent

i really havent

and the fake qualifier

we need to be deconstructing our identities

i was tempted to lie about my name

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

so the method has to be autonomous

in a post. I want to be remembered

i want to do that too

what do you think my name is

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it