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

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

kind of mythopoesis

but really the thing should be autonomous

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

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.

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.

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

It Will Get Lighter

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

Rain, starting

And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.

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

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

not so on: yvf(wthw)

you know who you are. no more time, not like

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. way too specific.