Today I felt like starting

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.


Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

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

so the method has to be autonomous


to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

Picture

Rain, starting

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

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