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.

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

you cannot feed someone truth

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

its performative

currently

plato

lol yea



no i haven't really read anything

its good

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

Rain, starting

its good

its good short few pages

It Will Get Lighter

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

i love it here

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

thank you

We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.