After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

It Will Get Lighter

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

"Put a blanket."
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.

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

division of reality is straying away from it

Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15

really i want the internet

but i respect your search

Better Lift

...

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

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.

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

you know who you are. no more time, not like

1

. way too specific.

its performative