god being the centre magnet

its good

plato

sorry i am texting like a slav

its good short few pages

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

Thank you for telling me that I'm failing to see how I'm reproducing the dynamics I'm trying to critique by only describing my Korean colleague / fresh meat and the black girl in relation to others and myself.

whats your name?

I'm getting bored and he can tell, so he shifts the topic towards me. He tells me he'd spotted me chatting to a girl earlier, a black girl, and asks what I thought of her, if I liked her. I mimed affirmatively.

This is a website run by a narcissist who can't produce anything without the hope that it is seen and loved but can't act due to the fear of it being seen and hated. They immediately feel the need to ask Jack GPT to define whatever this feeling is in the hope that understanding it will mean control over it and control over it will mean that they can stop it.

no i haven't really read anything

isaac newton

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

but i respect your search

in a post. I want to be remembered

yes

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

Another Frenchman pushes through the crowd to join him. He's an events organiser who I'd met earlier, and he's holding a large box wrapped in a bin bag. They're the fireworks he'd smuggled in from France the night before. They're Industrial Grade, whatever that means for fireworks.

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

autonomy of learning

so the method has to be autonomous

Thank you, Jack

Rain, starting

so at the end

Thank you, Jack

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

It was about a crazy lady who lived above his flat in Pimlico. She would let pigeons into her flat so she could feed them. Apparently she didn't want her presence in the flat to interfere with the natural behaviour of the pigeons, so she would let them nest and shit in there and she wouldn't clean it up, because it wasn't natural to do so. The pigeons would die, but apart from the smell and the sludge and the gas, the corpses weren't really a problem. It was the rats that came to eat them. The rats would eat the rotting pigeon corpses mixed in with the rotting pigeon shit and they would get ill and die too. New rats that came through wouldn't mind though, and they'd start to eat the mass, only to get sick and die in it later on. The population grew steadily as more pigeons and rats came from in the cold, to live naturally. They fed the mass further.

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

not their contents