like magnets

Thank you, Jack

it is hopeful

Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15

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part of an old note. It will get lighter.

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They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

thank you

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

which magnetises chains of pins

its performative

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

i love it here

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

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.

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.