it is hopeful

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

Today I felt like starting

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.

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.

and the fake qualifier

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

December 2025

hello reader,


ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

IWGD


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.


something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

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

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03