so an active mazelike process
I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.
in a post. I want to be remembered
i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue
...
She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying
isaac
whats your name?
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
its good
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.
magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
its good short few pages
no like which do people call me
the site i am dreaming
or never left
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
"Put a blanket."
Thank you, Jack
Maybe, Jack, I'm doing this because I'm English?
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books