i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it


Rain, starting

I am below everything.

but really the thing should be autonomous

"Put a blanket."

i see a website


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

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

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

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

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?

magnetises a pin

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

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.


have you read

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

plato

It Will Get Lighter

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

fw