Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

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.

Picture

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

Today I felt like starting

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

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

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

But seriously, thank you, Jack

Thank you for telling me that I'm failing to see how I'm reproducing the dynamics I'm trying to critique by only describing my Korean colleague / fresh meat and the black girl in relation to others and myself.

Maybe, Jack, I'm doing this because I'm English?

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

Thank you, Jack

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.