I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
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.
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
Better Lift
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
its performative
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
i was tempted to lie about my name
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
we need to be deconstructing our identities
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
no like which do people call me