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My inability to confront the old racist failed actor is distracting me. I decide not to tell her about it.

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

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

so at the end

yes

Lift Analysis

Can I see

Better Lift

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

theres a kind of a cowardice to generative art that i want to avoid though. i want the kind of relationship to this thing that a game designer has to a game engine

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.

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

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

kind of mythopoesis

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

Thank you, Jack

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

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

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.