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

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

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

so an active mazelike process

isaac

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

magnetises a pin

we need to be deconstructing our identities

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

what do you think my name is

thank you

i love it here

god being the centre magnet

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

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

Style

not their contents

barren land