I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
no longer writing in the third person
I am below everything.
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24
She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
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.
hiding from the rain
Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
fw
division of reality is straying away from it
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
in a post. I want to be remembered
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
all that is to say
so an active mazelike process
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
kind of mythopoesis