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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

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.

barren land

we can only engage in such a way

your feed looks like my tumblr

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

not their contents

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

i dont understand magnetisation

Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl

so at the end

plato

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

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

much more tactility

"Put a blanket."

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

fw