Picture

Rain, starting

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

I am below everything.

i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

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 i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

13, H, grate

It Will Get Lighter

you have a beautiful account btw

its performative

barren land

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

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