no like which do people call me

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

Rain, starting

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

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.

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

Picture

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

no longer writing in the third person

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

you know who you are. no more time, not like

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

all that is to say

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

not their contents

autonomy of learning

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls