The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
we need to be deconstructing our identities
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
i was tempted to lie about my name
isaac newton
magnetises a pin
abrar?
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
which magnetises chains of pins
propensity within someone
i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things
what do you think my name is
the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
like first name
i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue
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
so at the end
really i want the internet
as in