Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

it is hopeful

Style

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

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

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

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

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

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

currently

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

hiding from the rain

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.

in a post. I want to be remembered

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But seriously, thank you, Jack

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15

He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt