Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08


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.

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.

It Will Get Lighter

Worse Lift

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

abrar?

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

send your tumblr

propensity within someone

autonomy of learning

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

Today I felt like starting

whats your name?

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

you cannot feed someone truth

plato

what do you mean

yeah

no i haven't really read anything

plato