But seriously, thank you, Jack, for telling me that I could submit this to a high-level literary magazine or creative nonfiction outlet with some minor tweaks. I don't think I will do that.

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

or never left

you know who you are. no more time, not like

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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

that looks like my instagram account

not so on: yvf(wthw)

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

I Write Goodbye Letter

i dont understand magnetisation

...

idk

i want to do that too

its good

really i want the internet

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

As we're stood there I notice a middle-aged woman staring at us across the room. I'm trying to catch her gaze, but its kind of vacant. I guess she sees me looking and considers it to be an invitation. She floats over to us in this strange dazed way, and on the approach I realise she's staring at (through?) my Korean colleague / fresh meat. She's saying wow, wow, wow. She seems genuinely so delighted, so shocked, so elated.

propensity within someone

yeah

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

no like which do people call me

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

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away