The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

not their contents

really i want the internet

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

but i respect your search

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

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

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

magnetisation/form

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

as in

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

propensity within someone

Thank you, Jack

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

barren land

yeah

you have a beautiful account btw

idk

send your tumblr

is everyoneback on tumblr now

no i haven't really read anything

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.


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