with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

Rain, starting

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.

ion

idk

13, H, grate

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

your feed looks like my tumblr

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autonomy of learning

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

hello reader,

so at the end