Thank you, Jack
hiding from the rain
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
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.
like magnets
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
isaac
hello reader,
its performative
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.
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
magnetisation/form
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
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.
magnetises a pin
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13