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.
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
idk
hiding from the rain
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.
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the site i am dreaming
i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it
like magnets
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now