It Will Get Lighter

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

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.

it is hopeful

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

Today I felt like starting

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.

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

It Will Get Lighter

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch


with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

Worse Lift

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

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

in a post. I want to be remembered


hiding from the rain

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.