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.

Style

so the method has to be autonomous

god being the centre magnet

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

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

the site i am dreaming

isaac newton


i love it here


i understand

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

all that is to say

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

Better Lift

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

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like magnets

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

this will be about a slug

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

magnetisation/form

its performative

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17