Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

in a post. I want to be remembered


Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life


After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting


Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

Today I felt like starting

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

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.

"Put a blanket."

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.


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

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

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i see a website

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.