Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

Today I felt like starting

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

Better Lift

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

IWGD

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

yes

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

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

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after dusk, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

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.