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
you have a beautiful account btw
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
but really the thing should be autonomous
division of reality is straying away from it