Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after
dusk
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.we want to live the knowledge too live the content
division of reality is straying away from it
i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
no like which do people call me
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 sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
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
that looks like my instagram account
idk
thank you
sorry i am texting like a slav
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.
like first name
as in
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything