"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
we need to be deconstructing our identities
bro i read nothing in my life
send link
i want to do that too
that looks like my instagram account
fw
which magnetises chains of pins
no like which do people call me
god being the centre magnet
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.in a post. I want to be remembered
i am quite illiterate on producing technology
idk
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
i have read not even 1 book
lol yea
yeah
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
and the fake qualifier
hiding from the rain
was it worth it
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
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.