like first name

Picture

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

so at the end

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

i see a website

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.

your feed looks like my tumblr

idk

magnetisation/form

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

lol yea

send your tumblr

fw

so the method has to be autonomous

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

no longer writing in the third person

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

yeah