its performative
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
no longer writing in the third person
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.
This is a website run by a narcissist who can't produce anything without the hope that it is seen and loved but can't act due to the fear of it being seen and hated. They immediately feel the need to ask Jack GPT to define whatever this feeling is in the hope that understanding it will mean control over it and control over it will mean that they can stop it.
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
its good short few pages
i understand
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
is everyoneback on tumblr now
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
its good
"Put a blanket."
magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you
we need to be deconstructing our identities
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
i want to do that too
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
really i want the internet
Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl
or never left
plato
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time