with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

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

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

It Will Get Lighter

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

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

autonomy of learning

13, H, grate

magnetisation/form

hiding from the rain

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.

i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue

it is hopeful

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

really i want the internet

so at the end

Lift Analysis

its performative

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

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you have a beautiful account btw

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

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

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

we can only engage in such a way

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?