a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

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

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt


a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext

something religious, a kind of complex, it will get lighter, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03


idk

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

its good

in a post. I want to be remembered

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

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

propensity within someone

and the fake qualifier

It Will Get Lighter

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.

your feed looks like my tumblr

autonomy of learning

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

hiding from the rain

Picture

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

send your tumblr

kind of mythopoesis