Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

i see a website

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

Thank you, Jack

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.

fw

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

or never left

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

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

It Will Get Lighter

its good

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

much more tactility

what do you mean

lol yea

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

Thank you for telling me that I'm failing to see how I'm reproducing the dynamics I'm trying to critique by only describing my Korean colleague / fresh meat and the black girl in relation to others and myself.

this will be about a slug

have you read

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

bro i read nothing in my life

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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