kind of mythopoesis

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.


Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

but really the thing should be autonomous

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

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

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

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

Rain, starting

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

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.

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

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

IWGD

It Will Get Lighter

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

it is hopeful

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

feel you

isaac newton

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

Today I felt like starting