After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

Worse Lift

13, H, grate

in a post. I want to be remembered

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

really i want the internet

sorry i am texting like a slav

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

your feed looks like my tumblr

is everyoneback on tumblr now

idk

so the method has to be autonomous

"Put a blanket."

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

isaac newton

not their contents

plato

that looks like my instagram account

like magnets

it is hopeful

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

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

as in