Rain, starting

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

It Will Get Lighter

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

Better Lift

I am below everything.

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.

autonomy of learning

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

your feed looks like my tumblr

barren land

i want to do that too

that looks like my instagram account

what do you think my name is

yeah

whats your name?

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