feel you

kind of mythopoesis


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

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

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.

in a post. I want to be remembered

Style

really i want the internet

IWGD

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

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

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

no longer writing in the third person

yes

but really the thing should be autonomous

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

13, H, grate

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