a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

It Will Get Lighter

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

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.

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

but really the thing should be autonomous

we need to be deconstructing our identities

Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15

But seriously, thank you, Jack

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

Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression