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.



Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

no longer writing in the third person

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

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.

really i want the internet

Lift Analysis

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

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It Will Get Lighter

theres a kind of a cowardice to generative art that i want to avoid though. i want the kind of relationship to this thing that a game designer has to a game engine

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

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this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet


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Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

Style

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

or never left

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then