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.
I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
it is hopeful
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
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.
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
currently
magnetisation/form
barren land
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
isaac
no i haven't really read anything
have you read
your feed looks like my tumblr
like first name
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
sorry i am texting like a slav
idk
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
i love it here