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

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.

IWGD

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

Better Lift

what do you mean

plato

i love it here

isaac

yeah

no i haven't really read anything

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

theres a kind of a cowardice to generative art that i want to avoid though. i want the kind of relationship to this thing that a game designer has to a game engine

lol

god being the centre magnet

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

i have read not even 1 book