i see a website

Better Lift

kind of mythopoesis

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

Thank you, Jack

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

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.

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.

Rain, starting

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

Style

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

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.

plato

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."