and the fake qualifier
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.
a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext
but really the thing should be autonomous
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
division of reality is straying away from it
i am quite illiterate on producing technology
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
its performative
you cannot feed someone truth
have you read
no longer writing in the third person
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
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
magnetisation/form
its good
isaac
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
yeah
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49