no longer writing in the third person
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.
it is hopeful
a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
i dont understand magnetisation
i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
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
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
but really the thing should be autonomous
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
its good short few pages
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
so an active mazelike process
like first name
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet