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.

"Put a blanket."

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

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

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

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

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

you have a beautiful account btw

god being the centre magnet

13, H, grate

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

its good

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

i see a website