but really the thing should be autonomous

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

you have a beautiful account btw

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

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.


you cannot feed someone truth

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

like magnets

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

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

no like which do people call me

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

which magnetises chains of pins

i love it here

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

Style

magnetisation/form

that looks like my instagram account

Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl

much more tactility

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

i really havent