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.
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
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.
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
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
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet