a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

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

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

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

we need to be deconstructing our identities

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

i really havent

so an active mazelike process

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

much more tactility

magnetisation/form

Style

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

isaac newton

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

and the fake qualifier

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

you have a beautiful account btw

I am below everything.

not their contents

like magnets

isaac

thank you