i dont understand magnetisation

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

so an active mazelike process

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

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.

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

its performative

so at the end

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

so the method has to be autonomous

no longer writing in the third person

i have read not even 1 book

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

magnetisation/form

we can only engage in such a way

hiding from the rain

plato

its good

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

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

We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.

i love it here

god being the centre magnet

I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.

is this you as well

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

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

We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes.

They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.