After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

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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.

not their contents

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

but really the thing should be autonomous

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

send your tumblr

what do you think my name is

bro i read nothing in my life

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

was it worth it

i understand

Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl

"Put a blanket."

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

currently

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

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

its good

Slug

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

like first name

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.

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

or never left

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

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

It Will Get Lighter

kind of mythopoesis

thank you

i want to do that too

sorry i am texting like a slav