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

plato

much more tactility

have you read

what do you mean

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

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

autonomy of learning

i dont understand magnetisation

its good

we can only engage in such a way

its good short few pages

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

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.

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

December 2025

division of reality is straying away from it

not so on: yvf(wthw)

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

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

send link

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.