i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse
currently
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
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.
Better Lift
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
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.
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
hello reader,
not so on: yvf(wthw)
the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
was it worth it