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

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

Worse Lift

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

no longer writing in the third person

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

Today I felt like starting

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

like magnets

its good

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

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given

plato

so the method has to be autonomous

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

whats your name?

i dont understand magnetisation

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

It Will Get Lighter