December 2025

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.

It Will Get Lighter

Worse Lift

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

IWGD

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.

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

really i want the internet

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

not their contents

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

"Put a blanket."

1

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

brb i will read and reply sincerely

kind of mythopoesis

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

so at the end

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.