to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.yeah
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
isaac newton
i really havent
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after
dusk
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.what do you think my name is
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.
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.
as in
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