I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

really i want the internet

and the fake qualifier

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

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

2 (actually index). two is company

what do you think my name is


i understand

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

isaac

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

god being the centre magnet

as in

your feed looks like my tumblr

you know who you are. no more time, not like 1. way too specific.

its performative

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

like magnets

which magnetises chains of pins

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

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

its good

that looks like my instagram account

...

feel you

I Write Goodbye Letter

magnetises a pin

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.