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

kind of mythopoesis

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

abrar?

IWGD

whats your name?

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

all that is to say

Today I felt like starting

Lift Analysis

so at the end

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

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

god being the centre magnet

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

so an active mazelike process

we need to be deconstructing our identities

bro i read nothing in my life