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.

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

but really the thing should be autonomous

kind of mythopoesis

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

i see a website

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

It Will Get Lighter

yes

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

IWGD

Better Lift

hiding from the rain

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

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.

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no longer writing in the third person

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

Thank you, Jack

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

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it is hopeful