I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.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
Can I see
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
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.
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
kind of mythopoesis
but really the thing should be autonomous
currently
in a post. I want to be remembered
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
brb i will read and reply sincerely
i see a website
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt