hiding from the rain
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
plato
we want to live the knowledge too live the content
is everyoneback on tumblr now
so the method has to be autonomous
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.
fw
its good
no like which do people call me
so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities
we need to be deconstructing our identities
you cannot feed someone truth
bro i read nothing in my life
Can I see
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
lol yea
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
was it worth it
its performative