god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

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

much more tactility

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

brb i will read and reply sincerely

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

Slug

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

Today I felt like starting

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

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.

propensity within someone

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

hiding from the rain

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

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

autonomy of learning

division of reality is straying away from it