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.

really i want the internet

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

brb i will read and reply sincerely

we need to be deconstructing our identities

or never left

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

you have a beautiful account btw

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

magnetisation/form

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

barren land

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

but really the thing should be autonomous

division of reality is straying away from it