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.
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
Today I felt like starting
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.wait what is that
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.your feed looks like my tumblr
fw
thank you
isaac newton
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
no longer writing in the third person
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.