you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
Today I felt like starting
Lift Analysis
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.
like magnets
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful
have you read
fw
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me
but really the thing should be autonomous