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After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

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

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.

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

Today I felt like starting

Better Lift

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.

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

in a post. I want to be remembered

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59