i am quite illiterate on producing technology
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.
it is hopeful
a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
you have a beautiful account btw
really i want the internet
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
theres a kind of a cowardice to generative art that i want to avoid though. i want the kind of relationship to this thing that a game designer has to a game engine
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.
no longer writing in the third person
and the fake qualifier
bro i read nothing in my life
the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book
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
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