I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
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.
theres a kind of a cowardice to generative art that i want to avoid though. i want the kind of relationship to this thing that a game designer has to a game engine
hiding from the rain
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.no longer writing in the third person
its good
yes
no like which do people call me
it is hopeful
i dont understand magnetisation
i understand
magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you
feel you
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
not their contents
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.
its good