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you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
what do you think my name is
magnetisation/form
i have read not even 1 book
like first name
wait what is that
i really havent
the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book
was it worth it
bro i read nothing in my life
and the fake qualifier
magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you
feel you
isaac
whats your name?
is this you as well
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.
a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
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"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
is everyoneback on tumblr now
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
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which magnetises chains of pins
i really havent