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

13, H, grate

Rain, starting

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

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

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

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After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

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

no longer writing in the third person

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

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.

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

like first name

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.

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

barren land

your feed looks like my tumblr

or never left

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

plato

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.


Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

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