a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

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.

Picture

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

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

It Will Get Lighter

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

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression


"Put a blanket."

brb i will read and reply sincerely

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

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

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

wait what is that

I Write Goodbye Letter

hiding from the rain

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

its good

sorry i am texting like a slav

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

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

so the method has to be autonomous


i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls