in a post. I want to be remembered

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.

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

It's loud and he's gone deaf in one ear, so I don't think he's really hearing anything I'm trying to say. We're both pretty drunk too. It's making for a kind of surreal interactive Business Insider YouTube video of a conversation. He talks, waits for my response, sees my mouth moving but doesn't hear my words, then he imagines something in their place, and replies to that. At least I don't really have to do anything but drink and mime and listen to a lot of bullshit fake gangster talk, being an actor, boxing, the old days, blah blah blah.

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

Can I see

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

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Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

send your tumblr


you know who you are. no more time, not like

1

. way too specific.

2 (actually index). two is company

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

Lift Analysis


Thank you, Jack


but i respect your search

lol yea

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

It Will Get Lighter

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

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

you cannot feed someone truth

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

lol

your feed looks like my tumblr

not so on: yvf(wthw)