ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
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.
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
but really the thing should be autonomous
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful
its performative
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
magnetisation/form
you cannot feed someone truth
i have read not even 1 book
i see a website
so the method has to be autonomous
but i respect your search
division of reality is straying away from it
is everyoneback on tumblr now