Better Lift


all that is to say

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49


Picture

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day. I created this site.

no longer writing in the third person

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

It Will Get Lighter

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.

and the fake qualifier

Rain, starting


you know who you are. no more time, not like

1

. way too specific.


Slug

what do you think my name is

you cannot feed someone truth

13, H, grate

yeah

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it


ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

wait what is that

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

we need to be deconstructing our identities