and the fake qualifier
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
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
i really havent
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
sorry i am texting like a slav
your feed looks like my tumblr
barren land
that looks like my instagram account
is this you as well
send your tumblr
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.
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it
Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.
it is hopeful
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
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Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
so at the end