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.

kind of mythopoesis

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

i see a website

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

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

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

13, H, grate

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

or never left

abrar?

Better Lift

i love it here

autonomy of learning

I am below everything.

we need to be deconstructing our identities

Lift Analysis

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.