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no longer writing in the third person

It Will Get Lighter

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

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.

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

propensity within someone

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

its performative

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

we can only engage in such a way

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

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

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.