It's

dusk

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.

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

"Put a blanket."

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

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

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

no longer writing in the third person

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

isaac newton

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

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

lol yea

bro i read nothing in my life

no i haven't really read anything

my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given

that looks like my instagram account

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl

It Will Get Lighter

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

so the method has to be autonomous

send your tumblr

13, H, grate

barren land

I am below everything.