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.
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
division of reality is straying away from it
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext
"Put a blanket."
i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
what do you think my name is
bro i read nothing in my life
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