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.

its good

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.

Better Lift

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?


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

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Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

you have a beautiful account btw

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

it is hopeful

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

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

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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

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

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

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

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

i see a website

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet