it is hopeful

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext

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.

Better Lift

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

propensity within someone


Can I see

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

Lift Analysis

we can only engage in such a way

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

whats your name?

brb i will read and reply sincerely

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

but really the thing should be autonomous

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.

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.

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

December 2025

and the fake qualifier

ion

like magnets

no i haven't really read anything

its good short few pages

sorry i am texting like a slav

that looks like my instagram account

really i want the internet

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

idk

isaac

we need to be deconstructing our identities