so at the end
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.
Today I felt like starting
as in
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
magnetisation/form
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
This is a website run by a narcissist who can't produce anything without the hope that it is seen and loved but can't act due to the fear of it being seen and hated. They immediately feel the need to ask Jack GPT to define whatever this feeling is in the hope that understanding it will mean control over it and control over it will mean that they can stop it.
Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41
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.
propensity within someone
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.
autonomy of learning
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
Lift Analysis
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
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
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.