I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

it is hopeful

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.


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.

hiding from the rain

Better Lift

but really the thing should be autonomous

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

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

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

13, H, grate

Picture

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

really i want the internet

but i respect your search

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

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

Style

Thank you, Jack

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

no like which do people call me

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

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i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything