I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

i want to do that too

but i respect your search

Picture

magnetisation/form

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

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

no longer writing in the third person

yes

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

ahnaf abrar

the site i am dreaming

Thank you, Jack, for telling me I'm just as bad as the characters (actually they're people, if that means anything to you) that I'm writing about.

really i want the internet

The old failed actor genuinely believed this girl was of a lesser race. He believed she shouldn't be talking with me, shouldn't be here at this party, shouldn't be here in this country. He wanted a white England. I didn't really challenge him on it. Sometimes I justify it with thoughts like I was drunk, or baffled, or it isn't an argument I'll win, or he can't hear me anyway, or whatever. I didn't argue with him. I just cut off his rant and left with a pathetic "In a bit."

It's dusk in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox. It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache. I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

autonomy of learning

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

its good

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

what do you think my name is

Maybe, Jack, I'm doing this because I'm English?

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

Can I see

like first name

division of reality is straying away from it

Her English is poor but she manages a brief introduction before getting to the point. She asks if she can touch his face. She's already reaching out and gesturing at it. Koreans are way too polite, he's just laughing awkwardly. I put my hand kind of between them and wave it to try and indicate no to her. I'm still in fucking mime mode. I say no, but it's not really to her, or to him, just no, in general. This is all too weird. Dejected, she departs with a comment about having never seen someone like him before.