After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
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 am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
not their contents
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
abrar?
This is a website run by a narcissist who can't produce anything without the hope that it is seen and loved but can't act due to the fear of it being seen and hated. They immediately feel the need to ask Jack GPT to define whatever this feeling is in the hope that understanding it will mean control over it and control over it will mean that they can stop it.
have you read
really i want the internet
sorry i am texting like a slav
magnetisation/form
i understand
no i haven't really read anything
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
god being the centre magnet
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
its performative