feel you

really i want the internet

yeah

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

i understand

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.

autonomy of learning

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

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.

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.

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

and the fake qualifier

this will be about a slug

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

we can only engage in such a way

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


isaac newton

its performative

all that is to say

bro i read nothing in my life