But seriously, thank you, Jack

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

Picture

I am below everything.

Today I felt like starting

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Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

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

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.

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It Will Get Lighter

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Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

Worse Lift

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

whats your name?

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

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

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

its performative

in a post. I want to be remembered