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

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Picture

It Will Get Lighter

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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Better Lift

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

what do you mean

i love it here

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

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

was it worth it

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

lol yea

like magnets

have you read

send your tumblr

like first name

yeah

magnetises a pin

we need to be deconstructing our identities

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


that looks like my instagram account

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

or never left


i want to do that too

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.

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.