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.

Rain, starting

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.

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

currently

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

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

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

it is hopeful

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

magnetises a pin

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

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

i really havent

what do you mean

but i respect your search

that looks like my instagram account