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.

Better Lift

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

its good short few pages

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

sorry i am texting like a slav

ahnaf abrar

barren land

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

i want to do that too

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

Rain, starting

autonomy of learning

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.