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

December 2025

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

Today I felt like starting

i see a website

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

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.

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

IWGD

so at the end

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

as in

hiding from the rain

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

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

Worse Lift

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

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

so an active mazelike process

so the method has to be autonomous

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