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.

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wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

kind of mythopoesis

so at the end

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

not their contents

brb i will read and reply sincerely

Thank you, Jack

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.

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

Today I felt like starting

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

all that is to say

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

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

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

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

really i want the internet

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

I am below everything.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

it is hopeful

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now