I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
no longer writing in the third person
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
division of reality is straying away from it
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03
no i haven't really read anything
so an active mazelike process
i dont understand magnetisation
much more tactility
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.
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
as in
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet