bro i read nothing in my life

Style

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

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.

it is hopeful

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

IWGD

in a post. I want to be remembered

currently

lol

its performative

magnetisation/form

abrar?

or never left

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

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