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

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.

ion

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all that is to say

isaac newton

thank you

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

magnetisation/form

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

its performative

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

no i haven't really read anything

Can I see

division of reality is straying away from it

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate