Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15

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

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

IWGD

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

but really the thing should be autonomous

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

"Put a blanket."

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

kind of mythopoesis

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

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theres a kind of a cowardice to generative art that i want to avoid though. i want the kind of relationship to this thing that a game designer has to a game engine

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

but i respect your search

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

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.

I am below everything.

currently

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

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos