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

Today I felt like starting

no longer writing in the third person

no like which do people call me

magnetises a pin

much more tactility

what do you mean

barren land

propensity within someone

And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.

whats your name?

as in

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

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

which magnetises chains of pins

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.

sorry i am texting like a slav

2 (actually index). two is company

so the method has to be autonomous

its good

Rain, starting

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models