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

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

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.

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.

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

it is hopeful

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after dusk, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

It Will Get Lighter

Better Lift

"Put a blanket."

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

in a post. I want to be remembered

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

plato

plato

so at the end

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

lol

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.