Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

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.

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch


yeah

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

lol yea

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

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

idk

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

ahnaf abrar

is this you as well

was it worth it

i love it here

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

what do you think my name is

currently

Style

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.

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.

so the method has to be autonomous

so at the end

Better Lift

plato

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

barren land