There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

Worse Lift

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.

send your tumblr

you cannot feed someone truth

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

lol

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

or never left

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and the fake qualifier

idk

not so on: yvf(wthw)

magnetisation/form

propensity within someone

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

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

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think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

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

its performative

i have read not even 1 book

I Write Goodbye Letter

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

Overall meaning: The dream seems to explore vulnerability, unspoken emotion, and the tension between connection and isolation. It suggests you may be processing intense feelings of longing or missed opportunities, and your subconscious is guiding you to acknowledge, release, or transform them.

the site i am dreaming

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

all that is to say

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