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"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
yes
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.
in a post. I want to be remembered
you have a beautiful account btw
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
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
so the method has to be autonomous
god being the centre magnet
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okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
is this you as well
yeah
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
isaac
you cannot feed someone truth
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.