After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

and the fake qualifier

brb i will read and reply sincerely

we can only engage in such a way

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

kind of mythopoesis

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.


Better Lift

Better Lift

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

Thank you, Jack

I Write Goodbye Letter

hello reader,

⚠️ Live Document Forever ⚠️

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

no like which do people call me

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.

a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

so the method has to be autonomous

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

Actual born-Londoners aren't LARPing like this, they sold their shite family home for a million pounds and moved to Malaga years ago. They have their culture and they've taken it elsewhere.

or never left

I imagine that some lab-grown 29-year-old from Woking with a mind honed to identify individuals who fit the profile of Real Londoner (as conceived of by 50 opinion-polled racist builders and their wives in the Midlands) picks a stubborn local who can still somehow afford to live here and passes him along to some creative studio.

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

what do you think my name is