I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems
annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder
where it goes in the day.
Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression
Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life
13, H, grate
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
Rain, starting
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
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'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.
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
theres a kind of a cowardice to generative art that i want to avoid though. i
want the kind of relationship to this thing that a game designer has to a game
engine
in a post. I want to be remembered
a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording
of his website, something that could be found within it
