The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

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

hiding from the rain

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Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

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It Will Get Lighter

13, H, grate

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

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.

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

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.

really i want the internet

but i respect your search

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

currently

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

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

is this you as well

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

yeah

isaac

magnetisation/form

not their contents

thank you

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

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