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.

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

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.

Can I see

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

no longer writing in the third person

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

Better Lift

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

i see a website

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

as in

the site i am dreaming

send your tumblr

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

magnetisation/form

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

so at the end

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

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

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

its performative

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

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