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.

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

Worse Lift

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.

Better Lift

Today I felt like starting

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

it is hopeful

i love it here

It Will Get Lighter

isaac

sorry i am texting like a slav

magnetises a pin

kind of mythopoesis

division of reality is straying away from it

yeah

I am below everything.

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