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.

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

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

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.

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

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

My inability to confront the old racist failed actor is distracting me. I decide not to tell her about it.

And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.

Can I see

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

I Write Goodbye Letter

you know who you are. no more time, not like

1

. way too specific.

the site i am dreaming

Another Frenchman pushes through the crowd to join him. He's an events organiser who I'd met earlier, and he's holding a large box wrapped in a bin bag. They're the fireworks he'd smuggled in from France the night before. They're Industrial Grade, whatever that means for fireworks.

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

Lift Analysis

A roll of 50s is one of the items he dumps onto my table during the search. Of course it is. He asks if I'm a delivery boy or a setter or this or that diamond related job. I keep saying no, I'm enjoying hearing all of these new words. Eventually I tell him that I work in film, which is kind of true. He asks where I'm filming. I'm not filming. He tells me that I can't be that good at it then. He then tells me that he made a film once, in the 80s. It was called Pimlico Rats.