Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

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.

really i want the internet

currently

Style

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

so an active mazelike process

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

Thank you, Jack

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

kind of mythopoesis

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

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.

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

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

barren land

like magnets

thank you

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.

magnetises a pin

isaac newton

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

in a post. I want to be remembered

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation