Rain, starting

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

13, H, grate

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

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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.

in a post. I want to be remembered

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

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

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

currently

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

its performative

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

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

autonomy of learning

not their contents

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

you cannot feed someone truth

really i want the internet

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

IWGD

feel you

whats your name?

that looks like my instagram account

fw