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The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

Today I felt like starting

as in

it is hopeful

is this you as well

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.

not their contents

so an active mazelike process

god being the centre magnet

or never left

i have read not even 1 book

lol

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

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

barren land

your feed looks like my tumblr

i dont understand magnetisation

magnetisation/form

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