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

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.

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

I am below everything.

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

Rain, starting

as in

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

like first name

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

Style

was it worth it

bro i read nothing in my life

"Put a blanket."

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.

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

you cannot feed someone truth

and the fake qualifier

thank you

all that is to say

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

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life