really i want the internet

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Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46


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.

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

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.

this will be about a slug

December 2025

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.

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

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