hiding from the rain
Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41
its performative
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
feel you
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
not their contents
you cannot feed someone truth
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
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.
I'm getting bored and he can tell, so he shifts the topic towards me. He tells me he'd spotted me chatting to a girl earlier, a black girl, and asks what I thought of her, if I liked her. I mimed affirmatively.
i have read not even 1 book
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
that looks like my instagram account
in a post. I want to be remembered
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
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
barren land