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.
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities
you cannot feed someone truth
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
i dont understand magnetisation
its good
magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you
plato
like magnets
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
no longer writing in the third person
Today I felt like starting
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
not their contents
its good
She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book
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i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
no like which do people call me
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.
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."