yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03


FOUNDING DOCUMENT

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.


Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

"Put a blanket."


Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

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.

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

hiding from the rain

currently

It Will Get Lighter

division of reality is straying away from it

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

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

as in

not their contents

a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

1

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

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.

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.