a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.


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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.

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

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

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

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

Thank you, Jack

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

It Will Get Lighter

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

Today I felt like starting