i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
no longer writing in the third person
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.
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
hiding from the rain
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
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
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
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.
magnetisation/form
autonomy of learning
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
its performative