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

Picture

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.

Better Lift

no longer writing in the third person

hiding from the rain

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

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.

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

Rain, starting

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

December 2025

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

wait what is that


Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations: