After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

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

Picture

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

in a post. I want to be remembered

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

It Will Get Lighter

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

yes

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i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

the site i am dreaming

yeah

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

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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.

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

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

send your tumblr

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people