The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
i am quite illiterate on producing technology
you have a beautiful account btw
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
no longer writing in the third person
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
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.
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
it is hopeful