Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

Today I felt like starting

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

autonomy of learning

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

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

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

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Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

really i want the internet

you have a beautiful account btw

i see a website

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

Picture

like magnets

what do you think my name is

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

...

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

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.