i really havent


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.

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

Can I see

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

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.

its performative

no like which do people call me

plato

autonomy of learning

as in

what do you think my name is

It Will Get Lighter


like first name

currently

is this you as well

its good

isaac


have you read

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

fw

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

is everyoneback on tumblr now

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

so the method has to be autonomous

was it worth it