i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
Today I felt like starting
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
hiding from the rain
Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after
dusk
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.Better Lift
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.
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Maybe, Jack, I'm doing this because I'm English?
it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
i have read not even 1 book
i dont understand magnetisation
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
Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:
have you read
He was a proper old-fashioned London geezer (cringe word, hate it, can't think of a better one, worst of all it's the correct word), kind of East Endy, kind of Real London, the kind you don't really meet but if you do it always feels like an uncanny immersive theatre experience. They're anachronistic. They only belong in the London collectively imagined by people who don't spend any time in it.
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
but i respect your search
whats your name?