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.

is this you as well

Maybe, Jack, I'm doing this because I'm English?

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confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

was it worth it

bro i read nothing in my life

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

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ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

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

i really havent

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

not so on: yvf(wthw)


It Will Get Lighter

He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.

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It Will Get Lighter

We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes.

They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

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Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class