okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

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.

Rain, starting

It Will Get Lighter

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.

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

Picture

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.

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

in a post. I want to be remembered

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

we can only engage in such a way

no longer writing in the third person

I am below everything.

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

Style

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

it is hopeful

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

It Will Get Lighter