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.

IWGD

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

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.

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

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

it is hopeful

Better Lift

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

It Will Get Lighter


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

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

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

yeah

We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.

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.