in a post. I want to be remembered

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

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One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

Today I felt like starting

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

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.

no longer writing in the third person

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

wait what is that

is this you as well

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

lol yea

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

so at the end