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.

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

Better Lift

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

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

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

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

you cannot feed someone truth

13, H, grate

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

Lift Analysis

Rain, starting

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

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

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

I am below everything.


Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

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.

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50