a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

I am below everything.

"Put a blanket."

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting



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.

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression


in a post. I want to be remembered

Better Lift

no longer writing in the third person


something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

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.

It Will Get Lighter

so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

i understand

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.

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

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

lol

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

Picture

not their contents

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

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