Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
kind of mythopoesis
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
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
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.was it worth it
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
wait what is that
the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book
was it worth it
i really havent
but really the thing should be autonomous
send link
it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
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.
we need to be deconstructing our identities
i was tempted to lie about my name
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