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.

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

Rain, starting

i see a website

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

i love it here

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

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

autonomy of learning

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.

i have read not even 1 book

Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

and the fake qualifier

you cannot feed someone truth

It Will Get Lighter

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away