It Will Get Lighter

i was tempted to lie about my name

It Will Get Lighter

yeah

is everyoneback on tumblr now

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

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

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

all that is to say

ion

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

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.

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

feel you

13, H, grate

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

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

plato

i see a website

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day. I created this site.

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

autonomy of learning

i understand

its good

its good