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.

Today I felt like starting

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

"Put a blanket."

I imagine that some lab-grown 29-year-old from Woking with a mind honed to identify individuals who fit the profile of Real Londoner (as conceived of by 50 opinion-polled racist builders and their wives in the Midlands) picks a stubborn local who can still somehow afford to live here and passes him along to some creative studio.

I Write Goodbye Letter

not so on: yvf(wthw)

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

2 (actually index). two is company

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

so at the end

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Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

your feed looks like my tumblr

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i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

have you read

send link

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

Lift Analysis

so the method has to be autonomous

all that is to say

i really havent