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

...

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

I am below everything.

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

Better Lift

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

so the method has to be autonomous

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

Rain, starting

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

not their contents

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given

we can only engage in such a way

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.

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.

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."