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She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.


After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

you have a beautiful account btw

theres a kind of a cowardice to generative art that i want to avoid though. i want the kind of relationship to this thing that a game designer has to a game engine

brb i will read and reply sincerely

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.

i see a website

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me


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.

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

whats your name?

no i haven't really read anything

its good

i want to do that too

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

was it worth it

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

plato