a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext

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.

Style

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

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

sorry i am texting like a slav

and the fake qualifier

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

like magnets

its good short few pages

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

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

but i respect your search

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

its good

no i haven't really read anything

Thank you, Jack

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

i dont understand magnetisation

ion

The only real Londoner remaining is old, bitter, kept around for entertainment, defined by tropes from 30+ years ago. They play gangsters in films, or they work in a pie and mash shop, or they go on Business Insider's YouTube channel to tell you about their crimes. And they somehow still find the time to spend all day hanging about cafes and pubs for you to bump into, to remind you of Real London.