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
is this you as well
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
division of reality is straying away from it
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
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.
plato
Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.
propensity within someone
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
have you read
bro i read nothing in my life
Today I felt like starting
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
its good
its performative
Thank you, Jack
in a post. I want to be remembered
i am quite illiterate on producing technology