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.

sorry i am texting like a slav

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

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hiding from the rain

bro i read nothing in my life

Lift Analysis

its performative

IWGD

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

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

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

propensity within someone

its good

i really havent

autonomy of learning

what do you mean

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

magnetises a pin

not their contents

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

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 understand

god being the centre magnet