hiding from the rain

but really the thing should be autonomous

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.

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.

is everyoneback on tumblr now

that looks like my instagram account

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

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

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

much more tactility

idk

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

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

division of reality is straying away from it

i dont understand magnetisation