like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

13, H, grate

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.


She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

it is hopeful

"Put a blanket."

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

Today I felt like starting

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

Rain, starting

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, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

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

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

not their contents

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

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

currently

Lift Analysis

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

autonomy of learning

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life