a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
not their contents
She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
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.
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
division of reality is straying away from it
no longer writing in the third person
so the method has to be autonomous
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
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okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
much more tactility
i dont understand magnetisation