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.

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

in a post. I want to be remembered

We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.

We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.

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.

wait what is that

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

no like which do people call me

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

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

all that is to say

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

it is hopeful

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.