what do you mean

the site i am dreaming

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

that looks like my instagram account

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

your feed looks like my tumblr

lol

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

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

propensity within someone

feel you

yeah

god being the centre magnet

so at the end

i dont understand magnetisation

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

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

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

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.

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

not their contents

Style

i really havent

have you read

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

and the fake qualifier

really i want the internet