Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

IWGD

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.

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

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

"Put a blanket."

its performative

really i want the internet

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

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

as in

all that is to say