it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

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FOUNDING DOCUMENT


After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

Today I felt like starting

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

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.


Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

really i want the internet

Worse Lift

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.

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.


Better Lift

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

you cannot feed someone truth

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it